American Old Time Song Lyrics: 14 A Smart Little Bit Ov A Man

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 14

A Smart Little Bit ov a Man.

My name is McGinty, ov influence I have plinty,
With the gang I'm away up in G;
Whenever they meet me they always do treat me,
And we Often go out on a spree.
Though a politician, I seek no position,
I'll have you that to understand;
As I pass them by, you can hear them all cry:
He's a smart little bit ov a man.

Chorus.
As I walk through the street, the gang I do meet,
They give me the grip of the hand;
And as I pass by, you can hear them all cry:
He's a smart little bit ov a man.

I wint to a party for the widow McCarthy,
'Twas held down at Hibernia Hall;
When a durty big calf, whose name's Pendergast,
He wanted to give me a fall.
Says I, I'll oblige ye, be heavens, I'll try ye,
But let it be catch-as-catch-can;
And on his back sure he fell, the gang all did yell:
You're a smart little bit ov a man.-Chorus.

Since I left the old sod I have shouldered the hod,
Up the ladder I always wint first;
I got drunk upon Sunday, but worked upon Monday,
And devil a haporth the worst.
When my day's work is done, it's homeward I run
In my Kithog, my old dinner can;
As I pass them by, the neighbors all cry:
You're a smart little bit ov a man.-Chorus.