Copyright. 1890. by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by Frank Davis.
I'll introduce myself to you, you don't know me, of course;
My name is Timothy Malone, I'm the pride of all the force.
In my natty way upon Broadway, oh, don't I cut a dash,
When I pass by the ladies sigh, and I always make a mash.
For I am the Copper Malone! I came from the county Tyrone;
When I'm on my neat, the young girls so sweet call me their darling, their own!
In my uniform don't I look grand, as I walk with my stick in my hand;
The ladies and babies, the sweet little daisies, are mashed on the copper Malone.
I'm a lallah with the ladies, no matter where I am.
From the Batt'ry up to Harlem Bridge, they admire the policeman.
I'm a beauty bright, way out of sight, And rivals I have none,
When I pass by you'll hear them say, ah! there! Tim Malone!-CHORUS.
We're going to have a festival, and games of every kind,
Contested by the great M. P.'s, the bravest you can find.
And after there'll be music, sure the latest tunes they'll play,
And you can bet that Tim Malone will be champion of the day.-Chorus.