American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Rosys Sunday Out
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9
ROSY'S SUNDAY OUT.
Copyright, 1888, by Will H. Kennedy.
An interesting specimen
Of sweet humanity.
Is pretty Rosy Murphy, boys,
A charming girl is she;
In a family of high degree
Upon the avenue,
It's there she acts as first-class cook,
In a style excelled by few;
She's boss of all the servants,
For she orders them about,
And every second Sunday, boys,
It's Rosy's Sunday out.
On a Sunday afternoon Rosy may be seen
With Cornelius MacNally;
She walks thro' the alley
As proud as a fairy queen;
Mashers stand enchanted,
And with rapture fairly shout;
And they say with a sigh,
As she passes them by,
This is Rosy's Sunday out.
On a Sunday morning Rosy opens
Wide her lovely eyes,
And thinks about her morning work,
As out of bed she flies;
For there are many things to which
Attention must he paid,
For there's the breakfast to be got,
And biscuits to be made;
The children all to wash and dress-
The time will quickly pass.
And then put on her shawl and hat
To be in time for mass. - Chorus.
The neighbors say, that very soon
The bans are to be read
Three times in church; the little Rosy's
Going to be wed;
She's got a handsome new silk dress,
That looks so bright and gay;
Her beau has got a bran new suit,
All for the wedding day.
Cornelius is the happy man,
As handsome as can be;
MacNally is his surname-
And to tell the truth it's me. - Chorus.