The Man Who Struck My Wife
Sung by Miss St. George Hussey.
Now, though I am a married man,
Still I love my wife;
Though we may have a jawing match,
Still I lead a quiet life.
She went out to the grocery
To buy some soap and tay,
When a dirty blackguard struck her,
And this is what I say:
If I catch the man who struck my wife,
Now I don't, I don't intend to give him any warning,
He struck my wife, and I'll have his life,
And he'll be a dead man in the morning.
Though I'm a quiet man,
Still I am no fool;
And I know what two and two is,
If I never went to school.
And though I come from Paddy's land,
Still my wife to me is dear,
And if I catch this blackguard,
You can believe now what you hear:-Chorus,
In this American country
They call us Irish flats;
They sometimes pulverize us,
As if we were ould hats.
To strike a man is manly,
And a blow I can forgive,
But the man who strikes a woman
I never can forgive.-Chorus.