American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 My Sweethearts Family

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9

MY SWEETHEARTS FAMILY.
Copyright, 1882, by Will H. Kennedy.

My sweetheart's fam'ly's very large,
And when on her I call,
Each makes a run to be the one
To meet me in the hall;
The sister takes my coat and hat,
The brother grabs my cane,
And they lead me in the parlor
For to see dear Jane.

Chorus.
Her father is a plumber,
Her brother is a drummer,
And her uncle sold, so I've been told,
Hot waffles on a tray;
Her sister's fond of candy.
With "taffy " she's a dandy,
And the family occupy
A flat on " Avenue A."

The conversation started in,
Replete with fun and life;
The aunty squints and slyly hints
Of marriage and a wife;
They listen to each word I say,
And Mary, with a grin,
Expects a breach of promise case
To scoop me in.-Chorus.

They try so very hard to please,
The thought occurs to me,
That if I marry Mary Jane
I wed the family;
To marry one is well enough,
And more than that's a sin;
But when it comes to ten and twelve,
It's quite too thin.-Chorus.