Oh, me name is McNamara, I'm the leader of the bandAlthough we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the landWe play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ballAnd when we play to funerals, we play the march from SaulOh, the drums go bangin', the cymbals bangin', the horns they blaze awayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Hennessy, Tennessee, tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grandA credit to old Ireland is McNamara's bandRight now we are rehearsin' for a very swell affairThe annual celebration, all the gentry will be thereWhen General Grant to Ireland came, he took me by the handSays he, I never saw the lakes in McNamara's bandOh, the drums go bangin', the cymbals bangin', the horns they blaze awayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Hennessy, Tennessee, tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grandA credit to old Ireland is McNamara's bandOh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did comeTo play with McNamara's band and beat the big bass drumAnd when I march along the street, the ladies think I'm grandThey shout, there's Uncle Julius playin' with an Irish bandOh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of greenAnd I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seenThere is a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of greenAnd I'm the only Swede in McNamara's bandOh, the drums go bangin', the cymbals bangin', the horns they blaze awayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Hennessy, Tennessee, tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grandA credit to old Ireland is McNamara's bandOh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden is McNamara's band