Mrs. Murphy's Chowder | Lyrics

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Lyrics for 'Mrs. Murphy's Chowder'

Won't you bring back,
Won't you bring back,
Mrs. Murphy's chowder?
It was tuneful,
Every spoonful,
Made you yodel louder.

After dinner Uncle Ben,
Used to fill his fountain pen,
From a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder.

There was ice cream, cold cream,
Benzine, gasoline,
Soup beans, string beans,
Floating all around.
Sponge cake, beef steak,
Mistake, stomach ache,
Cream puffs, ear muffs,
Many to be found.
Silk hats, door mats,
Bed slats, Democrats,
Cow bells, door bells,
Beckon you to dine.
Meat balls, fish balls,
Moth balls, cannon balls,
Come on in, the chowder's fine!

Won't you bring back,
Won't you bring back,
Mrs. Murphy's chowder.
It was tuneful,
Every spoonful,
Made you yodel louder.

If they had it where you are,
You might find a motor car,
In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder.

There was ice cream, cold cream,
Benzine, gasoline,
Soup beans, string beans,
Floating all around.
Sponge cake, beef steak,
Mistake, stomach ache,
Cream puffs, ear muffs,
Many to be found.
Silk hats, door mats,
Bed slats, Democrats,
Cow bells, door bells,
Beckon you to dine.
Meat balls, fish balls,
Moth balls, cannon balls,
Come on in, the chowder's fine!


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