A PLAIN LITTLE IRISH GIRL.
Copyright, 1893, by Spaulding & Kornder.
Words and Music by Chas. Graham.
We've heard very often in story and song
Of girls who were ideal beauties;
There's one little girl whom I know is not so,
But she always attends to her duties;
With her old widowed mother she lives near town,
In a home that is happy, without a frown:
And when on a Sunday she's walking with me,
Dressed up in her best, she's a pleasure to see.
She's only a plain little Irish girl, who faithfully toils for her mother;
I'm going to win this precious pearl, for I know she loves no Other;
No lass have I seen like this little colleen, my brain she has set in a whirl;
Like the stars up above her, I treasure And love her, this plain little Irish girl.
Of course, when we're married we'll have our own home;
'Twill always be bright and merry:
I know it will be just like Eden for me,
With a helpmate that's never contrary;
And a nice little fortune I'll lay away,
So we're always prepared for a rainy day;
And after our wedding there's none who can blame
If we take our Sunday excursion the same.-Refrain.