Mary Mack is a Scottish folk song, and is also a patter song, often sung not only with a rapid to very rapid tempo but increasing toward the end.
Lyrics
There's a nice wee lass an her name is Mary Mack Mak nae mistake, she's the miss I'm gaun tae tak There's a lot o ither chaps wha would get up on her track But I'm thinkin they'll hae tae get up early. Chorus: Mary Mack's faither's makin Mary Mack mairy me My faither's makin me mairy Mary Mack An I'm gaun tae mairy Mary tae get mairrit an tak care o me We'll aw be makin merry when I mairy Mary Mack Chorus This wee lass she haes a lot of brass She haes a lot of gas, her faither thinks I'm class An I'd be a silly ass tae let the matter pass For her faither thinks she suits me fairly. Chorus Noo Mary an her mither gang an awful lot thegither In fact you niver see the wan, or the wan withoot the ither An the fellows often wonder if its Mary or her mither Or the baith o them thegether that I'm courtin. Chorus Noo the weddin day's on Wednesday an everythin's arranged Her name will soon be changed tae mine, unless her mind be changed An we're makin the arrangements, faith, I'm just aboot deranged For mairriage is an awfu undertakin. Chorus It's sure tae be a grand affair an grander than a fair A coach an pair for rich an poor an every pair that's there We'll dine upon the finest fare, I'm sure tae get ma share If I don't we'll aw be very much mistaken. Chorus
There are many renditions of this song: Here are the lyrics to another version, with mother instead of father in the chorus: Chorus:
References
Mary Mack (folk song) Wikipedia(Text) CC BY-SA