The mailman delivered to me
A little gilt -edged invitation,
When I found the old Aries had sent it,
I went just for old friendship's sake,
Was a slice of Miss O 'Leary's cake
Nutmeg, cloves and berries
And the icing was light as a dew
You would kiss a girl twice
Of Miss O 'Leary's Irish fruitcake
Mrs. Flanagan had twenty helpings
The cake made her light as a feather
And she danced on the ceiling and floor
Then she floated right up
And met Tim O 'Rourke coming down
let us have one slice together
And I'll fly with you all over town
Nutmeg, cloves and berries
And the icing was light as the dew
Sure it was something an angel would beg
You would kiss a girl twice
And smilin' and blinkin' away
Then fell over Flanagan's brogans
And she spilled a whole brewin' of day
She said, Flanagan, sure, and I'm sorry
And Flanagan said with a shade
You can toss me ten slices of cake
There were plums and prunes and cherries
And citrons and raisins and
Nutmeg, cloves and berries
And the icing was light as the dew
There was sugar and spice
Sure it was something an angel would beg
You would kiss a girl twice
Miss O 'Leary's Irish fruitcake.