American Old Time Song Lyrics: 53 Mamie Casey From Cush A La Row

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 53

Mamie Casey from Cush-a-la-row.
Copyright, 1896, by A. M. Hall.
Words and Music by Allen J Guerin.

Sweet little Mamie Casey
Lives down in Cusb-a-la-row,
She's the belle of the neighborhood
And ev'rywhere she goes;
She, of course, is my sweetheart,
And ev'ry one does know
She's the pride of my heart, and I ne'er could part
From the sunshine of Cush-a-la-row.

Refrain.
Mamie Casey from Cush-a-la-row.
She is the sunshine wherever she goes;
When you pass the way the boys they all say,
Ah, there's Mamie Casey from Cush-a-la-row.

Every morn at seven
I meet her at her door,
Side by side, just like my bride,
To work we'd stroll along;
When my toil is over,
And the whistle blows,
I meet my Mame at Maiden Lane,
And then for home we go.-Refrain.

When I wed my Mamie
I'll bet you all will know,
We'll send invitations
To ev'ry one we know;
I am quite sure that she loves me,
So she'll not decline,
And when she is none, a flat I'll find
Down in Cush-a-la-row.-Refrain.