American Old Time Song Lyrics: 55 The Dugan Kid Who Lives In Hogans Alley
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 55
THE "DUGAN KID" WHO LIVES IN HOGAN'S ALLEY.
Copyright, 1896, by The Homer Tourjee Music Pub. Co
Words by Wm. H. Friday, Jr. Music by Homer Tourjee.
Who doesn't know the "Dugan Kid "who lives in Hogan's Alley.
You'll find his picture in the World most every Sunday morn;
He wears a dandy yellow dress, on his fare sly glances dally,
They say he is the "slickest kid "that ever has been born;
Although but three or four years old he's quite well known to fame,
E'en though he has a homely face, likewise a homely name.
But he takes in all the picnics, doesn't miss a baseball game,
The "Dugan Kid" who lives in "Hogan's" Alley.
He's a plain little chap from the heart of New York,
Is this gay little Dugan boy,
With smiles so sunny and ears so funny,
He's New York's joy;
When the band starts to play, is he in it?
"Well! say!" Dugan's out of sight,
For he's a corker, a born New Yorker, and
He's all right!
Some of his slang expressions have completely caught the city,
You can hear them if you listen on the street most ev'ry day;
Now, though young Dugan's but a kid, his talk is often witty,
And no matter where this urchin goes he's sure to have his say:
Whenever he gets rattled he will holler "Hully Gee! "
Dere isn't any duck in town can get away wid me;
For I'm a holly terror when my for is ruffled, "see!"
Says the "Dugan Kid" who lives in "Hogan's" Alley.- Chorus.