s I walked over to Macharoarty
One summer morning not long ago,
I met a maiden most sadly wailing,
Her cheeks down-streaming with the signs of woe;
I asked her kindly, as sure became me
In manner dacent without e’er a smile,
And says she, “I’ll tell you, oh youthful stranger,
What is my danger, at the present time.

“In my father’s lands there were many mansions,
With horses, cattle, and sheep go leór,
Until the stranger came over the border
With detention order that grieved him sore.
His lands they plundered and killed six hundred,
The rest they sundered north, west and south,
Saying, ‘You can keep the skies and the woolly fleeces
For the beasts have diseases of the foot and mouth!’

“Then say you’ll aid me, o youthful stranger
To save the herds and my father’s life,
And my marriage portion that’s my only fortune
For the lad that’s willing to make me his wife.
They’re slaves and traitors, O friends and neighbours
Not a mouth was dropping, not a foot was sprung
But the only diseases came over from England
Were the Cloven Hoof and the Dirty Tongue.