American Old Time Song Lyrics: 29 The Bold Mcintires
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 29
THE BOLD McINTIRES.
Words by Ed. Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham.
From sweet Templemore, on Hibernia's shore,
Come the family of John Mclntire;
So fearless and hold, in Ireland of old,
Oh, they whaled every blackguard Maguire.
The Kelleys and Rileys and O'Shaunessy's
The Caseys and every Maguirc,
Bow down to us low as walking we go,
It's the elegant, bold Mclntires.
Oh, every man of the Mclntire clan,
Sure they're prouder than the great Marc Anthony,
And born without a mark, they all see in the dark.
Like an owl on a gooseberry tree.-Chorus.
Oh, there's Uncle Pat, with his high beaver hat,
Cousin Tim, who would ate a Maguire;
There's Tom and Jack, the twins, who stand upon their pins
Like an elegant, bold Mclntire.-Chorus.