American Old Time Song Lyrics: 29 Larry Mccue
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 29
Copyright, 1890, by John P. Byrnes.
Words by John P. Byrnes. Music by Wm. E. Slafer.
To the show we went the other night, Larry McCue and I;
The bell it rang, the play went on, when Larry he got dry;
He asked me out to have a drink at Garry's on the corner;
Mixed ale we took, I looked around, but Larry was a goner.
Oh, Larry McCue, how I love you! What a time we had together!
With spree and bout, when we were out, like birds of gayest feather-
To stand me up there at the bar without a single nickel;
Oh! Larry, dear, you drank the beer and got me in a pickle.
The man that stood behind the bar, he hit me with a mallet;
I whirled around, my feet went up, like a dancer in the ballet;
They put me in the swift "Patrol," I woke up in a cell;
When in a glass I saw my face, like a savage I did yell:-Chorus.
At another bar I did appear, the court did shout and cry;
I felt, fatigued, could hardly stand, you bet I was quite dry.
"Ten days!" I heard the sentence passed, and now my story's through;
I'll never drink with any man, much less with you McCue.-chorus.