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Lyr Req: Kitty O'Toole: 'Oh how I envied McGinty'

BudL@msn.com 02 Dec 97 - 11:59 AM
Frank Maher 16 Dec 97 - 11:29 PM
Kenny B 25 Sep 04 - 06:59 PM
Amos 25 Sep 04 - 07:17 PM
Kenny B 25 Sep 04 - 07:38 PM
Frank Maher 26 Sep 04 - 12:01 AM
Jim Dixon 16 Sep 11 - 12:19 PM
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Subject: Oh how I envy McGinty
From: BudL@msn.com
Date: 02 Dec 97 - 11:59 AM

Looking for words to an old (1947?) ditty titled Oh How I Envied McGinty. Any help??


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Subject: RE: Oh how I envy McGinty
From: Frank Maher
Date: 16 Dec 97 - 11:29 PM

Hi Bud, I am in the process of getting that Song for You.I heard It a long time ago and had forgotten about It until I saw Your Thread. I have a friend In New Yprk who is going to send Me the Song sometime after the New Year along with some other Songs. I have a lot of other old Irish Songs in My Collection if there are any more that You want. All the best fmaher@nfld.com


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Subject: Lyr Add: KITTY O'TOOLE
From: Kenny B
Date: 25 Sep 04 - 06:59 PM

Just For the Record

Kitty O'Toole

A charming young creature was Kitty O'Toole,
The Lily o' sweet Tipperary,
With a voice like a thrush and with cheeks like a rose,
And a figure as neat as a fairy.
I saw her one day, oh, she looked like a queen,
In the glory of sweet one and twenty.
As she sat with McGinty's big arm 'round her waist,
Oh, how I envied McGinty.

Six months after that on a sweet summer's day,
The boys and the girls were invited,
By Mickey O'Toole of the cabin beyond,
To see Kate and McGinty united.
And when in the church they were made into one,
And the priest gave them blessings in plenty,
As she stood with McGinty's big arm 'round her waist,
Oh, how I envied McGinty.

But the years have gone by, now McGinty is dead,
Shore me heart was all broke up with pity,
To see her all lonely and mornful and sad,
So I went and got married to Kitty.
And now when I pass where McGinty is laid,
With a stone o'er his head, cold and flinty,
As he lies there so quiet and peaceful and still,
Oh, how I envy McGinty!

A major
Jim Hancock - guitar and voice


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Subject: RE: Oh how I envy McGinty
From: Amos
Date: 25 Sep 04 - 07:17 PM

Seven years! Is that a record?

A


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Subject: RE: Oh how I envy McGinty
From: Kenny B
Date: 25 Sep 04 - 07:38 PM

I was doing an advanced search for something else and this thread came up.
I thought i would try the phrase on google, and lo and behold I got an answer.:<}>
Maybe Frank Maher will spot it, he may still be waitng for the lyrics


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Subject: RE: Oh how I envy McGinty
From: Frank Maher
Date: 26 Sep 04 - 12:01 AM

Yes Kenny,I'm still waiting!!Thanks for the Words..
Frank


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Subject: Lyr Add: INVY / ENVY / KITTY O'TOOLE
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 16 Sep 11 - 12:19 PM

From The American Artisan and Hardware Record, Volume 71 No. 21 (Chicago: Daniel Stern, May 20, 1916), page 17:


INVY.

Such a swate charming crature was Kitty O'Toole,
The lily of far Tipperary,
Wid her cheeks like a rose, and her eyes like the soles,
And her figure as nate as a fairy.
I saw her wan day: Och, she looked like a quane
In the glory of swate wan and twinty,
As she sat with McGinty's big arm 'round her waist,
Bedad! how I invied McGinty.

Six months after that in the swate summer days,
The bhoys and the gur'ls were invited
By Larry O'Toole in the cabin beyant,
To see Kate and McGinty united;
And when in the church they were jined into wan,
And the praste gave thim blessin's in plinty,
And Katie looked swater than iver before.
Bedad! how I invied McGinty.

But the years they rolled past and McGinty he died,
Sure my heart was all broke up wid pity
To see her so mournful and lonesome and sad,
So I went and got married to Kitty.
But now whin I gaze where McGinty is laid,
Wid a shtone at his head cowl and flinty,
And lying so peaceful and quiet and shtill,
Bedad! I shtill invy McGinty.


[The same poem also appears in The Mixer and Server, Volume 25, Number 4 (Cincinnati: Bartenders' International League of America, April 15, 1916), page 41.

[And the same story is retold (or perhaps previously told) in a song called LUCKY JIM (HOW I ENVY HIM).]


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