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MY DAUGHTER, RACHAEL. Tune- "My Daughter, Julia." I have a daughter named Rachael, She has nearly broke my gaul, She goes on the stage singing Highland flings, Down in Actors' Hall. She dances a clog on a motzer, As an actress she is all the rage: Shcsung the Sweet Bye-and-Bye last Fourth of July, When Kachael came out on the stage. Chorus. She waltzes around upon her ear, She dances the ballet on a schooner of beef; Waltzing around with Rachael, She looks like an Irish page; She stands on her toes and sings through her nose, When Rachael leaps out on the stage. Her photograph, twelve for a quarter. Of the Queen of Ireland christening Jews, She went to Australia for a million a week, To support Edwin Boots or Shoes. She can walk to Scotland on a wire, She sleeps in an iron cage; They throw iron medals and wooden cheese. When Rachael leaps out on the stage.-Chorus.