Mrs McGrath and the Professor

Mrs McGrath and the Professor

Does anyone have all the words of this song, a parody of ‘Mrs McGrath and the Sergeant’. I can just about remember two verses, as follows:

Now Mrs McGrath, the Professor said,
Would you like to make a doctor out of your son Ted
With a stethoscope and a bowler hat,
Now Mrs McGrath, wouldn’t you like that?

Now Ted came up to the big city,
to go and study medicine at UCD
But he didn’t get on too well I fear
For he took to the women and he took to the beer,

Can anyone shed any light on what happened next?

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"Can anyone shed any light on what happened next?"

Well, things got worse and when time seemed ripe,
he threw away his dreams and then he took up the pipes
yes, he took the pipes and soon I fear
it came to light his name was Dr. Silver Spear.

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My boyfriend will be very surprised when he learns about this. πŸ™‚

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I haven’t hear that version, but the Dubliners used to do a version of the song, about Ciaran Bourke going to University (also UCD)

"O Mrs. McGrath," Dr. Tierney did brag,
"Send your son up to college where he can study ag.
He’ll get a Volkswagen car and a tenner a week flat.
Mrs. McGrath, wouldn’t you like that?"

Wid yer too ry aa, fol the diddle da
Too ry oo ry oo ry aa

Now Mrs. McGrath came from County Clare,
And for 47 or more years she’d lived there.
She was a milkin’ cows and a feedin’ pigs
To keep ould Ciaran in his Dublin digs.

But then one day, what a terrible shame,
As she swept out the kitchen now a letter came.
It bore bad news which was not expected.
Ciaran had failed four times and was now rejected.

(Spoken by Ciaran)
So Ciaran then wrote back to Daddy, and he said, "Dear Daddy …

It wasn’t the work and it wasn’t the strain,
And it wasn’t on your own darling son that lay the blame.
But when I came up from Clare I was an innocent lad,
But the fellers in the digs they drove me to the bad.

O, I tried to stay in and work at night.
Sure, the fellers in the digs took me out in the spite.
And when you sent me my fees, now what do you think?
Sure, I spent all the money on the women and the drink.

Now the moral of the story is plain and clear -
Stay away from the women and keep off the beer.
And if you’ve got a son on the farm,
Keep the young pup there where he’ll be out of harm.

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Now Mrs McGrath, the Professor said,
Would you like to make a doctor out of your son Ted
With a stethoscope and a bowler hat,
Now Mrs McGrath, wouldn’t you like that?

Now Ted came up to the big city,
to go and study medicine at UCD
But he didn’t get on too well I fear
For he took to the women and he took to the beer,

And he drank like a camel on indefinite tick
Till he wandered around going, "Hic…hic…hic…"
And he hypnotised the women with his implant vids
And fitted them with cover domes and dustbin lids.

And now he owns the doctors and treats them like ants,
He swaggers round their surgeries and p****s on the plants,
He owns the whole shebang so there’s nothing you can do
But booby-trap yourself for when he harvests you.

Last two verses courtesy of yours truly πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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Hmm, not what I was looking for, but thank ye anyway

Re: Mrs McGrath and the Professor

Darn, I was hoping this was something about Peg McGrath and James Morrison…