Mrs Hooligan's Christmas Cake
arr D W Solomons
My arrangement of this delightful Irish Christmas Ditty
(also known as Mrs Fogarty’s Christmas Cake)
The score can be obtained here
Refrain
There were plums and prunes and cherries
There were raisins, currants and cinnamon too.
There were nuts and cloves and berries
but the crust it was stuck on with glue.
There were caraway seeds in abundance,
It would give yer a fine stomach ache
'Twould kill any man twice to be eatin'
A slice of Mrs Hooligan's Christmas cake.
As I sat in me window last evenin'
A letterman came unto me.
He'd a nice little neat invitation
Sayin' "Won't you come over to tea?"
I knew it was Hooligan sent it
So I went for our friendship's sake
And the first thing he gave me to tackle
Was a slice of Mrs. Hooligan's cake.
Now Bridie Mulligan wanted to taste it,
Ah but sure it was all of no use.
Though she worked at it over one hour
Still she could get not any of it loose.
Till Hooligan went for the hatchet,
And Kelly came in with the saw
That cake was enough, by the power,
To paralyse any man's jaw.
Now Mrs. Hooligan proud as a peacock,
she was smilin' and blinkin' away
Till she tripped over Flanigan's brogans
and spill'd the whole brewins of tay.
Mrs Hooly, she cried: "You're not eatin'.
Won't you try a bit more for my sake."
"I've a roof to repair, Misses Hoolie,
so I'd like the recipe for that cake."