[Verse 1: Daoirí Farrell]
Oh Fergie McCormack was walking one day
When he noticed a building on fire
And the screams of a lady could plainly be heard
As the building it smoldered even higher
Oh the trembling lady was clutching a baby
And the building was ten stories high
It could plainly be seen that both she and her baby
Were certainly doomed for to die

[Verse 2]
Well the firemen were there with their ropes and big ladders
And they were holding a big trampoline
They were trying to entice this young lady to jump
But indeed she wasn't very keen
For her baby was too small to survive such a fall
And she then refused to let go
Oh, well what could they do? They were all in a stew
As they helplessly gazed from below

[Verse 3]
Well along came a hero, the Fergie McCormack
Says he, “Throw your baby to me!”
"Indeed I will catch it, and from death I will snatch it"
"And safe in my arms he will be”
Oh his masculine arms and the big fallback's charms
Laid down all this young lady's fears
As she cried, “Bless you Fergie!”
She tossed her baby over the side as her eyes filled with tears
[Verse 4]
Well the rest of the story can long be remembered
In history throughout all the land
As that baby came down and the crowd gathered round
Oh it landed safely in Fergie's arms
“Oh, he's rescued the child!” said the crowd going wild
But the excitement was clearly too much
As they all gazed in wonder, with a swift up-and-under
He kicked forty metres to touch