He wakes up in the morning and he downs milk and brandy to be fit
Then he takes his bonny hat and knotty stick
Cursing all the cowards who always steal his spuds
He walks up in the woods and trips all over the roots
Then he hears a fuss among the branches right ahead of him
A billygoat appears and so the fight begins
It charges Mr. Greg with his hooves, with his horns
Thus landing the young man amid the brambles and the thorns
Mr. Greg takes the stick that he's brought along
And breaks it on its stubborn head
He's mighty, he's bad, he's pretty strong
That's what happens when the lad gets mad.
Fifteen pints of beer dealt out - on a busy day of work
Mr. Greg's set and ready to go home
But once he's reached his garden- in his heavy trot
He sees a man who's standing in the middle of his plot
The man is messing up all the spuds Greg the farmer cares about
Wreaking havok and trampling left and right
He yells to the old man: "will you please get out?"
He feels his anger rising and he's ready for the fight.
Mr. Greg takes the stick that he's brought along
And breaks it on its stubborn head
He's mighty, he's bad, he's pretty strong
That's what happens when the lad gets mad.
Having won the fight Mr. Greg says: "I deserve a pint"
And so he walks to reach the tavern's lights
But when the moon is well up high-in the cloudy sky
The pub gets shut and all the lads go home to spend the night
The door is closed, the lights are down, outside - there's a woman that's quite angered
He's a-swaying and rolling, for now he's really langered
He hears a fancy voice saying "Ye silly man, you're late!"
His wife looks pretty furious and her eyes are full of hate.
Greg's wife takes the stick that she's brought along
And breaks it on his stubborn head.
She's mighty, she's bad, she's pretty strong
That's what happens when the lass gets mad.