Oh, you should’ve been there, it was braw
At the weddin’ o’ Lachie McGraw
The first yin to sing was your Mrs. O'Russell
But she couldnae sing, and she started to whistle
Then somebody gie’d her a kick in the bustle
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
The next yin to sing was young Hughie O'Hara
He started to gie us a verse of "Ta-ra-ra"
They wheeled his remains away oot in the barra’
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
You should’ve been there, it was braw!
Oh, the next yin to whistle was Mrs. O’Lynn
But she couldnae whistle, she started to sing
And she left in a huff when we wouldn't join in
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
Next on the floor was old Mrs. O'Malley
And she had intended to tell us a story
She choked on a pie and she swallowed her wallies
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
You should’ve been there, it was braw!
Oh, the next yin to sing was young Alistair Christie
The sound of his voice made the women all frisky
He had a good time when he slipped them a whisky
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
Next yin to sing was a woman called Kelly
But she couldnae sing so she danced on the telly
But she missed her footin’ and fell on her belly
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
You should’ve been there, it was braw!
Oh, the next yin to sing was young Donal McGinty
But he couldnae sing and he kicked up a shinty
He lifted a poker and killed about twenty
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
There were miners and joiners and journeymen bakers
A Hielander, jewelers, and candlestick makers
The sicht o’ their faces would gie you the shakers
The nicht o' the weddin' o' Lachie McGraw
You should’ve been there, it was braw!