American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 Old Boss Barry

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 25

OLD BOSS BARRY.
Copyright, 1888. by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
Words by Ed. Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham.

There's a quiet little room at the back of a saloon,
That stands on the top of Cherry Hill,
Where the men from tenements hold lengthy arguments
On everything besides the liquor bill.
The owner of the place has a Connamara face,
A leader do you hear me? through and through;
When he comes in the door we all bow to the floor,
With, old Boss Barry, how d'ye do?

Chorus.
Then it's old Boss Barry, how d'ye do?
Is there anything that we can do for you?
Come, tell us of your plan.
We're with you to a man,
For old Boss Barry, hip hur'roo!

He's a dude in the ward, and he's perfectly adored
By those to the front and in the rear;
And to his constituents he speaks with eloquence
So flowingly besides a keg of beer.
For the county and the state he's the maker of the slate,
A leader, do you-near me? through and through;
Sure the rank and the tile they greet him all the while
With, old Boss Barry, how d'ye do?-Chorus.

Then his men all fall in line, 'round about election time,
Yes, all from the top of Cherry Hill;
Sure it's him could colonize, and really paralyze
The party that would vote against his will.
No office would he take, only let him take a rake
Of boodle, do you hear me? through and through;
Sure he's in, never out, that's why the people shout
With, old Boss Barry, how d'ye do?-Chorus.