The Men Who Come Over from Ireland.
Copyright, 1896, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by J. J. O'Grady.
If you'll listen awhile, I will try to explain
Of the men who come over from Ireland;
They are not often wealthy, the truth I'll maintain,
When the men first come over from Ireland;
They come to this country with only their fare,
But soon of American's wealth they've a share:
Then they work like a horse 'till they're in with the Mayor,
The men who come over from Ireland.
On one St. Patrick's day, they all marched down the street,
The men who came over from Ireland;
When they spied an Italian with organ so sweet,
These men who came over from Ireland;
As they passed the Italian so bright and so gay,
Twas "God Save the Queen" his old organ did play;
The poor dago was buried the very next day
By the men who came over from Ireland.
Now a German and Irishman they had a fight
On a ship that was coming from Ireland,
And the Dutchman succeeded in landing his "right"
On the man who was coming from Ireland.
I'll get square with that Dutchman, says Pat. sure as sin,
Two weeks in this country the Dutchman had been,
When for selling beer Sunday, sure he was "pulled in "
By the man who came over from Ireland.
Once a parrot sat up in a tree, and was seen
By a man who came over from Ireland;
I will just get that bird with those feathers so green,
Said the man who came over from Ireland;
As he climbed up the tree, then a queer noise he heard:
The parrot said. "How dy' do, Pat, what's the Words "
Excuse me, my friend, I thought you were a bird,
Said the man who came over from Ireland.
Now, some years ago, Englishmen on the outs fell
With the men who live over in Ireland.
So Johnny Bull don't get along very well
With the men who live over in Ireland:
And Uncle Sam, he had some trouble last fall,
About Veneznala he might have a squall-
If he needs any soldiers, why just let him call
On the men who come over from Ireland.