O'REILLY, O'KELLY, O'FOGARTY.
Copyright, 1896, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by J. P. Skelly.
Three gentlemen fine came to town, the sights all around them to see;
In politics they had renown, their equals in style could not be.
The people all gazed In surprise, And one to another would say:
"Oh, look at them with all your eyes, and tell, if you please, who are they?"
O'Reilly, O'Kelly, O'Fogarty, the three famous men of the day;
All up to the bar with alacrity, we'll make the triumvirate pay.
Sure, one Is the Mayor of O'Reillyville, the others have power and sway;
O'Reilly, O'Kelly, O'Fogarty, the three greatest men of the day.
They came In a coach to each door, And first with the boss opened wine,
Then called ev'ry man on the floor to step up And have something fine.
In dignity they were immense, and never a word would they say.
No matter how much the expense, but vied with each other to pay.-Chorus.
At last to the Bow'ry they came, and then the boys took them in hand.
And jollied them up to each game, as only those boys understand.
O'Reilly was tied to a Chair, O'Kelly was glued to the floor:
O'Fogarty, full of despair, was left in a corner to snore.- Chorus.
Next morning before Judge O'Day the sad-looking trio were brought:
He asked them what they had to say, and fined them because they said naught.
Their wives began howling with grief, but friends interposed with a plea;
The Alderman granted relief, and that was the end of their spree.- Chorus.