Flying Cloud: And One Hundred and Fifty Other Old Time Songs and Ballads ... compiled by M. C. Dean (Virginia Minnesota: The Quickprint, 1922), page 68:


THE TWENTY-POUND DOG.

My name it is Dennis Mulcahey and I live in this town of renown.
I made a bet with one Terrence Mahaffey that my bulldog could wallop the town.
He said he knew one Ted O'Murphy that lived way down below in the bog,
Had an old black and tan Irish terrier that would murder me twenty-pound dog.

CHORUS: Then, gentlemen, he was a dandy until Murphy, the dirty old tog,
Came along with his terrier called Dandy—faith! he murdered me twenty-pound dog.

Then I brought out my bold twenty pounder and he was gay as a king.
He eyed Murphy's black and tan terrier and then they chassede(sic) 'round the ring.
They fought for an hour and a quarter, way down in Murphy's old bog,
But the terrier walked off with the laurels, while a corpse lay my twenty-pound dog.

Then I swore that I would have satisfaction and I off with me coat and me hat,
And I went for the whole Murphy faction from big Ted down to young Pat.
Now I own the black and tan terrier and I drove them clean out of the bog,
And all the way home I cried vengeance, yes, vengeance for me twenty-pound dog.