McGUFFIN'S HOME RUN.
Copyright, 1891, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words by Bert C. Norman. Music by Gussie L. Davis.
I received an invitation to play a game of hall,
And so I journeyed thither, accomp'nied by my gal;
My side was in, I went to bat just like a bold dragoon,
And when the ball came near me, sure, I drove it to the moon.
I let the bat then quickly drop, then chased the bases round.
Arrived upon the home-plate with my limbs all safe and sound;
My side almost went crazy, the band commenced to play,
And when I asked the reason why, they all began to say:
We are the people, you are a dandy,
You've hit it a whack now which quite takes the bun.
You are a beauty, you've done your duty,
You're a daisy, McGuffin, since you made that home run.
Pat McCann stepped up to me then, says he sure you're a king,
To see you swipe that base-ball was enough to make one sing;
Come, boys, a tiger we'll give him, or, sure, your heads I'll break,
And when he dies, begorra we'll give him a rousing wake.
I went to get some beer to drink and find a cooler place,
When, "pon me soul," a bouquet struck me squarely In the face;
I stood the situation like any other man.
When Katie Duffy whispered as she tapped me with her fan. -Chorus.