MULCAHY'S HOME AGAIN.
Copyright, 1875, by E. H. Harding.
I come with news to-night, me boys.
Just heed me for awhile;
My song will give delight, me boys,
For it makes me grin and smile.
You've heard about that famous man
Who left us all in pain,
Sure, he's back at last, all safe and sound!
Mulcahy's home again!
Then shout, and cheer, and drink yer beer,
No more in grief remain;
For now the cry is, ev'rywhere,
Mulcaby's home again!
I met him down in Chambers street,
A week ago to-day;
And when I shook his friendly hand,
Sure, I thought I'd faint away!
He's big and stout, and walks about
In dress both nate and clane;
Says I with glee, " Oh, can this be
Mulcahy home again? "-Chorus.
I asked him why he strayed away,
And left us all behind?
But divil a word would he reply
To satisfy me mind;
He may have lived in foreign lands.
In Jarsey, or in Spain;
But none will care from whence he came,
When he's home with us again.-Chorus.
He talks no more of politics,
He says he's had enough;
To stand their capers ana their tricks,
One must be bold and tough!
He thinks he'll start a corner store,
And paint a sign so plain,
To greet us when we reach the door"Mulcahy's home again!"-Chorus.