American Old Time Song Lyrics: 17 Let Her Go, Gallagher

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 17

LET HER GO, GALLAGHER!
Copyright, 1887, by J. Gib. Winner.

Pat Gallagher's shanty was getting too small.
Or the size of his family was growing too big,
So he built an addition outside of the hall,
As a neat little pen for the goat and the pig;
In time for the moving he tied the old sow
With a strong hempen cord from the foot to its ham,
But the hog wouldn't drive, and the old woman yelled:
Just let her go, Gallagher, don't be a clam!

Chorus.
Let her go, Gallagher, let her go, Gallagher,
Let her go, Gallagher, don't be a clam!
Let her go, Gallagher, let her go, Gallagher,
Let her go, Gallagher, don't be a clam!

Oh, never a bit would the critter move on,
So he made up his mind just to tackle the goat,
But the thing wouldn't work, for she butted him round,
Till she bounced him clean out of his boots and his coat;
he got himself up in a passion, he swore,
And he brought his fist down with a terrible slam,
But the old woman yelled, just the same as before:
Oh, let her go, Gallagher, don't be a clam!-Chorus.

Just stop your loud chinnen, cried Pat, in a rage,
On your pate me sheleligh I'll break it, I sware;
But she straightened right up for a gal of her age,
And declared herself loudly the best of the pair.
They had a square fight for a minute or more,
Twas a lively old tussle, without any sham,
And the neighbors cried out from the windows next door:
Oh, let her so, Gallagher, don't be a clam!-Chorus.