KEEP YOUR EYE ON DUFFY.
Copyright, 1898, by Will Rossiter.
Words and Music by Harry S. Miller.
Casey's grand reception in the honor of his heir
Occurred last Sunday night down at his home.
he invited all his neighbors In the joy with him to share,
And have a little time all of their own.
But he thought it was a sin when they let O'Riley in,
The way that Duffy jerked the man about.
Then O'Rafferty and Dunn and McGuigan, just for fun,
While seated in the corner, they did shout:
Keep your eye on Duffy, there's going to be a row;
Just keen your eye on Duffy, they're going to have it now;
Flynn will be the referee-and Flannigan did shout.
Ten to four on Duffy; sure he'll knock O'Riley out.
Everything went lovely till O'Riley he, somehow,
Had stepped upon the corns of Duffy's wife.
Oh! she gave a yell of murder, and would you believe it now
Old Duffy swore he'd have O'Riley's life.
Then says Casey, Now, bedad-for he was ripping madThere'll be no fighting here this blessed night.
Let him come down stairs with me, cried out Duffy in great glee,
'Twas then the women yelled out in a fright.- Chorus.
They went down to the floor below to settle their affaire,
And, ere a blow was ever struck at all,
Will ye apologize, says Duffy, to me darling wife up stairs
Before I have the coroner to call.
Then O'Riley he let fly, caught poor Duffy in the eye,
That laid him out for dead upon the floor.
There was only one blow struck, Duffy he forgot to duck,
And now the gang the words will shout no more:- Chorus.