Thanks to all for your responses and the great information.

Some weeks ago, I ordered a copy of a reprint of an 1860 songbook originally published by Beadle's. Beadle's was a publisher well known for it's inexpensive books called "dime" books (because that's how much they cost). Anyway, yesterday i recieved the reprint of Beadle's Dime Song Book No. 6, Comic and Sentimental songs. Guess what is included? Sure, and it's The Irish Jaunting Car!

I don't know if these are Valentine Vousden's lyrics or not - or even if they are complete. I have posted them here exactly as they appear in the book - inconsistent capitalization and all. If anyone comes up with any other lyrics, I would love to have them as well.

Thanks again,
Fág an Bealach

THE IRISH JAUNTING CAR

My name is Larry Doolan, I'm a native of the soil,
If you want a day's diversion, I'll drive you out in style,
My car is painted red and green, and on the door a star,
And the pride of Dublin city is my Irish jaunting car.

CHORUS:

Then if you want to hire me, step into Mickey Mar's,
And ask for Larry Doolan, and his Irish jaunting cars.

When Queen Victoria came to Ireland her health to revive,
She asked the Lord Lieutenant to take her out to ride,
She replied unto his greatness, before they travl'd far,
How delightful was the jogging of the Irish jaunting car.

I'm hired by drunken men, teetotalers, and my friends,
But a carman has so much to do, his duty never ends;
Night and day both wet and dry, I travel near and far,
And at night I count the earnings of my Irish jaunting car.

Some say the Russian bear is tough, and I believe it's true,
Though we beat them at the Alma and Balaklava too,
But if our Connaught Rangers would bring home the Russian Czar,
I would drive them off to blazes in my Irish Jaunting Car.

Some say all wars are over, and I hope to God they are,
For you know full well they never were good for a Jaunting Car,
But peace and plenty - may they reign here both near and far,
Then we'll drive to feasts and festivals in an Irish Jaunting car.

They say they are in want of men, the French and English too,
And it's all about their commerce now they don't know what to do;
But if they come to Ireland, our jolly sons to mar,
I'll drive then to the devil in my Irish jaunting car.