Lyr Req: Mrs. Reilly's Peaches (Eugene Field)

Subject: a drowned in spicy liquor?
From: jaunti
Date: 10 Jan 97 - 04:51 AM

Whether in "?" they grew, Or by the far Pacific, Or Jerseywards, I never knew Or cared--they were magnifique! They set my hungry eyes aflame, My heart to beating quicker, When trotted out by that good dame, A-drowned in spicy liquor!

I'm trying to find out what state they grew in. thanks

Subject: Lyr Add: MRS. REILLY'S PEACHES (Eugene Field)
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Date: 14 Dec 06 - 01:35 AM

Found it! No author's name though.

Food Songs

MRS. REILLY'S PEACHES

Whether in Michigan they grew,
  Or by the far Pacific,
Or Jerseywards, I never knew
  Or cared; they were magnifique!
They set my hungry eyes flame,
  My heart to beating quicker,
When trotted out by that good dame,
  A-drowned in spicy liquor!

Of divers sweets in many a land
  I have betimes partaken,
Yet now for those old joys I stand,
  My loyalty unshaken!
My palate, weary of the ways
  Of modern times, beseeches
The toothsome grace of halcyon days
  And Mrs. Reilly's peaches!

Studded with cloves and cinnamon,
  And duly spiced and pickled,
That viand was as choice an one
  As ever palate tickled!
And by those peaches on his plate
  No valorous soul was daunted,
For oh, the more of them you ate
  The more of them you wanted!

The years have dragged a weary pace
  Since last those joys I tasted,
And I have grown so wan of face
  And oh, so slender-waisted!
Yes, all is sadly changed, and yet
  If this eulogium reaches
A certain lady, I shall get
  A quick return in peaches.