Who Threw The Overalls In Mrs Murphy’s Chowder?

Mrs Murphy gave a party just about a week ago
Everything was plentiful, The Murphys, they’re not slow
They treated us like gentlemen, we tried to act the same
If it weren’t for what happened…Well, it was a doggone shame

When Mrs Murphy dished the chowder out, she fainted on the spot
She found a pair of overalls at the bottom of the pot
McGinty, he got roaring mad, his eyes were bulging out
He jumped onto the piano and loudly he did shout…

“Who threw the overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder?”
Nobody spoke, so he shouted all the louder
“It’s a rotten trick that’s true, I can lick the drip that threw
The overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder”

They dragged the pants from out the soup and laid them on the floor
Each man swore upon his life, he’d ne’er seen them before
They were plastered up with mortar and had patches on the knee
They’d had their many ups and downs as we could plainly see

And when Mrs Murphy, she came to, she b’gan to cry and pout
She’d put them in the wash that day and forgot to pull them out
McGinty, he excused himself for what he said that night
So we put music to the words and sang with all our might…

“Who threw the overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder?”
Nobody spoke, so we shouted all the louder
“It’s a rotten trick that’s true, and we’ll lick the drip that threw
The overalls in Mrs Murphy’s chowder”