Mrs Murphy's Chowder

For my Sister. Who Couldn't remember the words.

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 plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

Chorus

Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline,

soup-beans, string beans, floating all around

Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache,

creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found

Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats,

coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine

Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs,

come on in, the chowder's fine

Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder

From each helping you'll be yelping for a headache powder

And if they had it where we are, you might find an Austin car

In a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder (chorus)

Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder

You can pack it, you can stack it, all around the larder

The plumber died the other day; they embalmed him right away

In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder