Books Notated Music Paddy Goshlow. Air: Billy Barlow. Andrews, Printer, 38 Chatham Street, N. Y
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By G. W. Anderson, Irish Vocalist.
My darlings don't smile while to you I do tell,
The very sad fate that to me has befell,
I was crossing the street to come here, ah! oh!
And slap into the gutter went Paddy Goshlow.
With me hi ho, Paddy Goshlow,
Slap into the gutter went Paddy Goshlow.
I've a note which the President sent me so fine,
He axed me quite dacent to go wid him and dine,
He said that the company ne'er cud agree,
Without the pleasure of my company.
I arrived at the House and I looked mighty glum,
The President said "why we thought you'd neer come,"
Says I "me clothes are all torn and that ye's all know,
And a bashful ould is fellow is Paddy Goshlow,"
I was next introduced to the company fair,
Whin a lady stood by with such sweet auburn hair,
She seized hould of me hand and shook it just so,
"Let go you ould devil," cried Paddy Goshlow.
I left the company all in despair,
The women went crazy and tore all their hair,
They fell on their knees, and cried out oh oh,
"Don't leave the dear company," Paddy Goshlow,
I was on my way home on a moonlighted night,
Far away in the distance I saw a beautiful sight,
A crowd of young spalpeens had eollected, that's so,
To take a good peep at Paddy Goshlow.
I arrived at the house and so as to be sure,
I sat on a tub just close by the dure,
I got asleep on the edge and it's in I fell oh!
And here's tne drowned remains of poor Paddy Goshlow.
With me hi ho, poor Paddy Goshlow,
Here's the drownd remains of Paddy Gochlow.