SONGS THAT WE SING.
Tune " There's a Light in the Window.
There are songs in the window to please one and all,
The latest, the greatest, the best to recall;
The songs that you read of, the songs that you hear,
The songs that in mem'ry forever are dear.
There's the "Australian exile " and "Peggy O'Moore,"
And "Why did she leave him because he was poor,"
The songs that delight us, the old and the new,
"The dying girl's message, " and sweet "Peek-a-boo."
There are songs in the window both witty and wise,
With songs bright and Cheerful the world he supplies,
There are songs in the window to please high And low,
At Henry J. Wehman's, one-thirty Park Row.
There is "Rock-a-bye, baby, " "It's English, you know,"
"The letter that never came, " "Softly and low;"
"A boy's best friend is his mother "-that's true"The lighthouse by the sea "for the ship that is due.
Oh! "Where is my wandering boy to-night?"
In "The Scotch brigade, " far away from my sight;
Or "Gathering the myrtle with Mary, " so gay,
"I'll go back to the "old bridge again, " by the way.-Chorus.
"The finest police in the world "have renown.
But. truly, "They can't keep the workingmen down;"
It's funny "When Bridget goes out on the mash,"
"There's one day of turkey and six days of hash!"
"The poor married man "ran away from his wife,
He "Dreamed that old Ireland was free "from all strife.
And gay as "The wedding of Ballyporeen,"
"O'fair dove, O, fond dove, " pray "Where is Kathleen? " -Chorus.
"Sleep well, thou sweet angel "while sadly I roam,
Forget not to "Write me a letter from home;"
"There is no harm in kissing " "The pride of Mayo,"
"The faster you pluck them the thicker they grow."
"I'll await my love " "When 'tis moonlight, " "so fair,
While "Little Ah Sid " plays with "Robin Adair.'
For the songs that you need and the songs you don't know,
Go to Henry J. Wehman, one-thirty Park Row.-Chorus.