KELLY'S MASQUERADE BALL.
Copyright, 1892, by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
Words by Eugene Fox. Music by Otto Heinzman.
Last night, sure, I attended to a high-toned masquerade,
'Twas given by a gentleman of wide renown and fame;
So thinking I would show up strong, I dressed up in my best.
And being in a hurry I forgot to don my vest.
I ordered up a carriage to take me to the hall,
I thought I'd be the finest man that attended to the ball.
So when the driver stopped his coach and said we had arrived,
I found I had no vest on, and I thought I'd nearly die.
For the ball was the finest ever given in the land;
I expected, When I entered, every one would clasp my hand.
But instead I was a laughing stock for all in the hall;
Oh! what a night at Kelly's masquerade ball.
I sat up on the balcony as if I were in a trance.
And up came pretty Miss McKeon and asked me down to dance;
Of course I had no vest on, and her I did refuse;
She then sat down beside me 'till I asked to be excused,
Just then the music started and the marching it began.
The sight that met my eyes just then was something very grand.
To see little Tommy Mulligan linked arms with Kitty Dunn,
While the band up in the balcony murdered "Johnny Get Your Gun." - Cho.
The music made me feel good, and I got out on the floor,
For the height of my ambition was to dance with Bridget Moore;
We danced a Berlin Polka and a few more dances, too,
And with our fancy step and moves we easily got through,
Then the supper march was started and, of course, I fell in line,
With dear Bridget by my side, then we both went down to dine;
And when the supper it was o'er I sat back for the rest,
And the crowd around the tables shouted, "Casey, where's your vest." -Cho.