The Arkansas Traveller's Songster - online songbook

The Celebrated Story of the Arkansas Traveller, With Music for Violin or Piano

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"When your father and mother have turned their backs Don't kick up a row with the dogs and the cats; Nor tie the pig's tail to the table or stool, For you're a parcel of divils!" says Doctor O'Toole.
Great Dortor O'Toole, etc.
"But give over fightin', and think of your sins, Or I'll break every bone in your impudent skins 1 Give over your ructions, don't think me a fool, Or I'll punish you blackguards I" says Doctor O'Toole.
Great Doctor O'Toole, etc.
"Now the lessons are over, so run away home; Don't turn up your nose at a crust or a bone: Gome back in the morning, for that is the rule, And you'll get more instruction from Doctor O'Toola.*
Great Doctor O'Toole, etc
An Irish Narrative in Rhyme
As sung by Fred May. Air—"Paddy O'Carroll."
Arrah, haven't you heard of Higgins's ball, Where Fashion's devotees so gay mustered all? If not, and you'll listen to what I describe, It's the joys of a trip to this musical tribe. There was wealthy ould citizens there, d'ye see— The boys and the girls dressed as fine as could be, And some out-and-out buffers, a dozen in all, We made up our minds for a trip to the ball.
There was Barney O'Fagan and Timothy Hagan, Miss Molly McGuffin and Judy McCall;
Aunts, uncles, and cousins, and neighbors by dozens, All welting the flure at ould Higgins's ball.
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