American Old Time Song Lyrics: 19 The Can Brigade

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 19

THE CAN BRIGADE.
Tune- "Scotch Brigade."

In a street of New York, there's a gay lot of fellows,
These fellows are famous, they're dandies, you know;
With singing and dancing they pass a dull evening,
Ofttimes to the corner the growler will go,
It is filled to the brim with bright foaming lager,
'Tis passed to each lad and each lovely fair maid,
Till bright eyes they glisten and the jokes they fly faster,
Drinking love and success to the Can Brigade.

Chorus.
Merrily, boys, we pass the growler,
Drink from It every one,
And list to the stories the lads all tell
Of the conquests they have won.
Then cherish with care your darling so fair
If ill-fortune comes don't be dismayed,
Stick to business like wax, eight cents is the tax
For each lad in the Can Brigade.

These jolly young fellows, perhaps you will know them,
John Cullen, the dandy, whom no one can tame;
There's brave Jimmy Cavanagh, so witty and modest,
And Dod Gil, who sets the girls' hearts all aflame;
John Dwyer, the baker, with his lovely Lena,
And truth-telling Plumber, who is not afraid;
And sweet James T. Golden, who a pic-nic is holdin',
Sure they all drink success to the Can Brigade.-Chorus.

There's the Hon. William Murtha, the pet of the ladies
With each little fairy, don't he cut a dash;
And gay Larry Dalton, another old member,
And Frank Flynn who cherishes every new mash;
McCrady and Hannigan, the musical wonders,
Who leave Josef Hofman away in the shade;
Sure their fathers and mothers, their sisters and brothers,
Now they all drink good health to the Can Brigade.-Chorus.