From The Library of Congress American Memory Collection -

MCCARTHY'S FANCY BALL
C. Frank Horn, 1884.

1. Of all the friends I vally, McCarthy has the floor.
He lives on Castle Alley forninst Pat Grogan's store.
A message he indited to me and Tom McCaull,
In which we were invited to attend his fancy ball.
Rutherford McCann, Belinda Jane Forgarty,
Alonzo Hoolahan, and Florence McAnall
Were in a get-together. They were the pride of all.
They danc'd the glide and racquet at McCarthy's fancy ball.

CHORUS 1. While McCarthy so gay kept smilin' away:
"Welcome, gintlemen all, to the party.
Clarence Milton, my dear, bring a can full of beer
For the guests of the Castle McCarthy."

2. The supper was the finest that ever I did see,
And to it I escorted Miss Ines Maud McGee.
We had macaroni fritters and lobster fricasseed,
With toast on ice and pickles. It was a glorious feed.
Ham and lemon pie, fried beans and floating island,
With champagne extra dry, we gormandiz'd them all.
When I was full to bursting, they laid me in the hall.
I nearly got dyspepsia at McCarthy's fancy ball.

CHORUS 2: While McCarthy so sound boss'd the servants around:
"Will ye's hurry and wait on the party?
Grace Louisa, I say, bring some potpie this way
For the guests of the Castle McCarthy."

3. The punch went round quite freely. The fun was loud and high,
Till Grogan stuck his finger in Colonel Deely's eye.
This caus'd a great disturbance. The ladies lost their wits,
And Agnes Rose McNally went into gastric fits.
Dooly hit McHugh while I walk'd into Fagan,
Then Peter McAdoo just paralyzed them all.
We put it on McCarthy and sent him to the wall.
'Twas quite a royal picnic at McCarthy's fancy ball.

CHORUS 3: While McCarthy did cry as he pick'd up his eye:
"Arrah, gintlemen, plaze lave the party!
Douglass Tracy, I say, call a cop right away.
There's a scrape at the castle McCarthy."