American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 Patrick Mind The Baby
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 1
PATRICK, MIND THE BABY
Copyright, 1876. by E. H. Harding.
The father of a bouncing girl
I was, when twelve months wed;
A credit to the neighborhood,
She'd cheeks like cherries red.
And when from labor I came home.
Toward the close of day,
Me wife put Nelly in me arms,
And this to me did say:
Arrah, Patrick, mind the baby; .
Arrah, Patrick, mind the child; ,
Tie it up in an overcoat,
She's surely going wild.
Arrah, Patrick, mind the baby,
Just ye mind the child awhile,
She'll kick, and bite, and cry all night-
Arrah, Patrick, mind the child.
Soothing syrup and castor oil,
And paregoric, too,
We gave the child, when she had fits,
But could not bring her to;
She'd mustard plasters on her feet,
And would drink big bowls of tay,
And they'd lay her in me arms,
And this to me would say.-Chorus.
But when our Nelly a lady grew,
I'd Žo control at all,
She'd say, I am no baby now,
And waltz off to a ball.
Bad luck to joy, there came a boy
On last St. Patrick's day;
Me wife put Patsey in me arms,
And this to me did say:-Chorus.