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Mary Mack's mither's makin' Mary Mack marry me
My mither's makin' me marry Mary Mack
I'm gonna marry Mary, Mary will tak' care of me
We'll a' be makin' merry when I marry Mary Mack
Och, a braw wee lass and her name is Mary Mack
And mak' nae mistake, she's the lass I'm gonna tak'
There's a lot of other lads would like to get upon her track
But I'm thinkin' that they'll have to be up early
Noo the weddin' day's on Wednesday and everything's arranged
Her name will soon be changed tae mine unless her min' be changed
An' wi' makin' the arrangements, faith, I'm just aboot deranged
For marriage is an awfu' undertakin'
It's sure to be a grand affair, grander than the fair
There's sure to be a lot of fun, I'm sure tae get my share
There's sure to be a coach and pair for every pair that's there
And if there's no' I'm very much mistaken
Noo Mary and her mither's gae'n an awfu' time taegither
And you very seldom see then the one withoot the other
And the boys often wonder if it's Mary or her mither
Or the baith o' them taegither that I'm courtin'
(as sung by Iain MacKintosh)