V1 Oh my name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of a band, Although we're few in number, we're the finest in all the land. Of course I’m the conductor, and I’ve often had to play With all the fine musicians that you read about today. The drums they bang, the cymbals clang, the horns they blaze away, McCarthy puffs the ould bassoon, and I the pipes does play. Hennessey Tennessee toot the flute, the music is something grand, And a credit to ould Ireland’s, boys is MacNamara's Band. V2 Whenever an election's on, we play on either side, And the way we play the fine ould airs, fills every heart with pride. If dear Tom Moore was living now, he'd make them understand That none can do him justice, like ould MacNamara's Band. Repeat Chorus: