Since Mary Harris Went to Paris.
Copyright, 1897, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by Wm. B. Gray.
A girl named Mary Harris, said she'd like to visit Paris,
And her father, who's a millionaire, said, "Daughter, we shall go."
Both bright and happy-hearted they were when the ship departed
For the land of son and flowers, which Napoleon worshiped so;
They had'nt been in Paris but a week, when Mister Harris
Said he thought it best for Mary if no longer there they'd stay;
Directly home he brought her, Mary said he hadn't oughter,
But the people in the village with a knowing twinkle say:
Since Mary Harris went to Paris, oh, dear me!
It seems so strange that such a change in her could be!
Before she left she'd never heard the saying, glass of beer;
But ask her now to have one, and she'd answer we mussieur!
A girl named Kate McCarty, with her sister gave a party,
They invited Mary Harris, who had just returned from France.
They'd lots of fun And singing, and a shout of joy went ringing
Thro' the house when Mary Harris said, "Suppose we have a dance."
The girls began debating and, without a moment waiting,
Mary started in to show them how to dance the French Quadrille:
Then kicking high And prancing 'round the room, she went a-dancing,
And though all this happened weeks ago, the folks are saying still:- Cho.