COME ALONG, MY DARLING-.
Copyright, 1885, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Written, and sung by Wm. J. Scanlan. in his great drama, "Shane na Lawn."
Halloa, Tom, halloa, Pat, how are you Mary Jane and Nellies
There is pretty Kosy and her little sister Nan;
There's Biddy Doolin, the one that's always foolin',
And there's her brothers Jim and Ned, and her great big uncle Dun.
Oh, look at Lynch, the fiddler, and the piper, Tom McGee,
They tell me the " his eyes are blind, with his fingers he can ste;
So tune yer fiddles and yer pipes, and let the music ring,
And When you're tired of dancing, oh, we'll all commence to sing.
Come, come, oh, come along, my darlin'.
Come, come, oh, let the music play;
Come, come. oh, come along, my darlin'.
And When the light within goes out, we'll welcome in the day.
There's Tom Thynn, the Fogarty's. the Donohue's, the Mclntyre's,
Their names will live in history for dancing and song;
There's Mary Clancy, that any man might fancy,
So fill the bowl with swate potheen, we'll drink the whole night long.
We'll drink to Ireland's poet, Moore, her sons and daughters true.
We'll drink to Emmet and O'Ncil, O'Connell and Boru:
With lovely Peggy by my side, I'm happier than king.
Her smile is sweeter than the rose, I love to hear her sing.-Chorus.