American Old Time Song Lyrics: 33 Mulligans Off Again

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 33

MULLIGAN'S OFF AGAIN.
Copyright. 1891, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by Charles Graham.

Tim Mulligan was a man of nerve, who tried to beat the earth;
To do what no one else could do was all he tried from birth;
He beat the babies drinking milk when he was but a year,
And when he got to man's estate, he beat them drinking beer;
He tried to jump the Brooklyn Bridge, but found it was a crime;
So he tried to jump a board-bill, but they stopped him just in time;
he started out for Ireland in a skiff St. Patrick's day;
They brought him back half-drowned that night, and he heard the neighbors say:

Chorus.
"Mulligan's off again! "he never seems to stop;
He makes a monkey of himself-he ought to take a drop-
He thinks he is a daisy, but he gives us all a pain-
The gilly must be crazy Mulligan's off again!

Now Mulligan tried to ride astride a bicycle one day.
And when he once was started, sure the big wheel ran away;
He went down hill like blazes, and he had no time to think.
Till he ran into a bar-room, where he stopped to take a drink;
When he was "oiled "he asked some kids to start the old machine;
And he got a "spurt" that raised his hair, such speed was never seen;
He ran into a railroad train and tried to run inside;
The wheel was hanging round his neck, once more the people cried:

Chorus.
"Mulligan's off again!" he thought he'd take a ride;
He started on the bicycle, but tried to get inside;
He'd better take the ferry when he wants to catch a train;
Every one is leery- Mulligan's off again

Poor Mulligan soured on earthly things, and looked for something higher.
And so he built a big balloon and called it the High-flyer;
He asked his friends to be on hand the day that he'd ascend;
They came, and vainly told him he would meet a fearful end;
The air-ship soon was ready and the hero got on board.
"Boys, let her go!" yelled Mulligan, and then the people roared;
They cut her loose, away she flew as fast as any bird;
Poor Tim he hasn't come back yet, but I think he must have heard:

Chorus.
"Mulligan's off again! "he'll find it hard to stop;
He won't be in it any more if he should take a drop;
He'll never come back, never, he must stay out in the rain;
He's out of sight forever-Mulligan's off again!