American Old Time Song Lyrics: 34 Break Away Mccafferty

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 34

BREAK AWAY, McCAFFERTY!
Copyright, 1891, by M. Witmark & Sons.
By M. F. Carey.

If you have an opportunity to fill up with impunity,
Oh, never do as did a friend of mine;
I refer to one McCafferty, who with his friend O'Rafferty
Went out and loaded up with German wine;
They started to a party after drinking long and deep,
But getting rather tired upon the way,
McCafferty sat down upon a stoop And fell asleep.
While O'Rafferty did shake him up und say:

Chorus.
Break away, McCafferty, let up for half a minute;
Break away, break away.
Do you think that no one else at all beside yourself is in it;
Arrah, McCafferty, why don't you break away?

After lashing him and thrashing him, and shaking him and waking him,
McCafferty got up and moped along,
Resolved to stand or fall with him, he quickly reached the hall with him;
Their friends were there with greetings loud and long;
McCafferty went in to dance, a partner quickly found,
And soon he was a-spieling 'round the floor;
The music stopped, but Mac did not, he still kept whirling 'round,
No wonder then the crowd began to roar:- Chorus.

By the recognized authority that lies in the majority,
The boys proposed McCafferty should treat.
So McCafferty, to nlease them all as well as to appease them all,
Invited them to Murphy's down the street;
So down they went to Murphy's; he had turkey out for lunch;
McCafferty fell in and grabbed a wing;
The boys stood by And watched him and remarked his steady crunch,
And finally they all commenced to sing:- Chorus.

When McCafferty had ate enough he turned and then did straighten up,
And challenged each and every man to fight.
But instead of getting riled at him they only snuffed And smiled at him,
And bid him come around some other night.
he jumped And grubbed the nearest man, the two of them went down.
But McCafferty was under as they fell;
The gang rushed in to part them, but McCufferty held on-
In earnest then they all began to yell:- Chorus.

After this our friend O'Rafferty, disgusted with McCafferty,
Went out with him And hailed a passing hack;
Resolved no more to roam with him, he quickly speeded home with him
And dumped him in the hallway on his back.
It was then a strange desire to sing came o'er him unawares;
With "Brennan on the Moor" poor Mac begun;
In a twinkling all the tenants In the house were on the stairs.
Responding with the Chorus ev'ry one.- Chorus.