Oh 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.

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It had ice cream, cold cream, submarines, jelly beans,
Soup beans, string beans floating all around
Sponge cake, beef steak, mistake, stomach ache
Cream puffs, ear muffs, many to be found.
Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, baseball bats
Cow bells, doorbells begging you to dine
Meatballs, fishballs, moth balls, cannon balls
Come on in the chowder's fine.

Oh 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.
If they had it where you are
You might find a trolley car,
In a plate of Mrs. Murphy's Chowder.

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