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Thread #13542   Message #3975210
Posted By: Jim Dixon
06-Feb-19 - 08:13 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Paddy McGinty's Goat
Subject: Lyr Add: PADDY McGINTY'S GOAT (from Pat Harrington
My transcription from the recording at the Internet Archive. I have boldfaced the words that are different from the version posted above by Don(Wyziwyg)T.


PADDY McGINTY’S GOAT
Words and music by R. P. Weston & Bert Lee.
As recorded by Pat Harrington, 1939.

1. Mister Patrick McGinty, an Irishman of note,
Came into a fortune, and he bought himself a goat.
Says he: “Sure, of goat’s milk I mean to have my fill,”
But when he brought his Nanny home, he found it was a Bill.
And now all the ladies that live in Killaloe,
They’re all wearing bustles like their mothers used to do.
They each wear a bolster beneath their petticoat,
And they leave the rest to providence, and Paddy McGinty’s goat.

2. Mrs. Burke to her daughter said: “Listen, Mary Jane:
Who was the old man you were neckin’ in the lane?
He had long wiry whiskers all hangin’ from his chin.”
“’Twas only Paddy McGinty’s goat,” she answered with a grin.
Then she went away from the village in disgrace.
She came back with powder and paint upon her face.
She’d rings on her fingers and she wore a sable coat.
You can bet your life she didn’t get that from Paddy McGinty’s goat.

3. On a horse race bet
Reilly; all he had was just a fin.
He won fifty [sic] dollars and he said: “Say, this isn’t tin!”
He held up his money shoutin’: “Look at what I’ve won!”
The goat came up and grabbed at it an’ he started on the run.
“Oh,
he’s eaten up me ...(?)!” said Mickey with a jump.
They ran for the doctor and he brought a stomach pump.
Well, they pumped and they pumped for the twenty-dollar note,
But he wound up out o’ the money all through Paddy McGinty’s goat.

4. Little Nora McCarthy the knot was goin’ to tie.
She washed out her trousseau and she hung it out to dry.
The goat came along and he saw the bits of white.
He chewed up all her fol-de-rols and on her wedding night.
“Oh, turn out the light!” she hollered out to Pat,
“For, though I’m your bride, sure, I’m not worth lookin’ at.
I had two of ev’rything, and I told you when I wrote,
But now I’ve one of nothin’, all through Paddy McGinty’s goat.”