American Old Time Song Lyrics: 27 Annie Rooneys Beau
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 27
ANNIE ROONEY'S BEAU.
Copyright, 1890. by Chas. W. Held.
Words and Music by Hubert Loring.
I am a nice young man, my name is Joe McCann,
My sweetheart is as fair as birds of Spring;
I visit her each night, for she's my heart's delight.
And when she speaks you think of birds that sing;
Her home is not so grand, but not in all the land
Could any palace brighter beauty show,
For at the doorway there I meet my Annie fair,
They all know that I'm Annie Rooney's beau.
Oh. she's the darling for me, my wife she soon will be
She the sweetest and the neatest, and I love my Annie so.
She's always wearing a smile, about her there is no guile.
She's "always there," and she seems to care for Annie Rooney's beau.
She has a winsome way. and cares not for display;
She has a winning smile for all who call,
The idol of her home; no matter where I roam
That little home's the sweetest home of all.
Each evening just at eight, she meets me at the gate,
And by her side the fondest joys I know,
She's soon to be my wife, the darling of my life,
Because, you see, I'm Annie Rooney's beau.-Chorus.