From American Songs and Ballads, Series 3, Volume 3.
Oh good evening gentlemen to-day,|
Now list awhile to me and my blarney;
I am arrived from Dublin quay,
Now sure my name is Michael Karney.
Grub was scarce and luck was bad,
Hunger's rumbling ne'er did cease man,
So to this city I came egad,
And Murphy's made me a new Policeman.
Ranting rollicking Irish joys,
Always quarrelling ne'er at peace man,
Kissing the girls and licking the boys;
Oh that's the life of a new Policeman.
2. Och there isn't yard or garden wall,
3. And then you know when I'm out at night,|
In every hole and corner peeping;
What's that I spy by the pale moonlight,
Och by my soul 'tis a gentleman sleeping.
His pockets I grope and his money I take,
And then with my staff in the ribs I'm jobbing him.
And if by chance the man should wake,
I tell him I thought a thief was robbing him,
4. Then if there isn't row in the street,
5. I'm in with every servant maid,
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