The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-03-19


Tune; "O'Reiey Was In Line" with some
slight variations.
1 know a man and if 1 said he likes lin
burger cheese,
OF course you ali would say, don't tell a
Dutchman's story. please;
Or if L called him Isaacstein, you'd say he
is a Jew;
M'Nally is the buffers name. he's neither
of the two.
MNany is an Irish name, tbs easy to be
seen,
And Tim MNalIy giories in the wearing
Of the green;
And on ST Patrick's day, no matter
whether rain or shine,
When all the Irishmen parade, M'Nally
leads the line.
Now on the seventeenth of March st. Pa
rick's day came round,
And Mack to keep from being late, was
early on the ground;
And tho he knew they wouldn't march I'M
I'll the hour of nine,
At five, in all his glory. Mack was waiting
for the line.
At nine o'clock, four hundred strong,
they started down the street,
AS neat a punch of Irishmen as one would
wish to meet;
And everywhere they went twas said they
looked extremely fine,
And Mack was loudly cheered, of course.
because he led the line.
They marched along the business streets;
paraded up and down;
They took in every thoroughfare within
the blooming town;
And every one agreed no other Irishman
could shine
Like jolly Tim M'Nally who was leader
of the line.
At two o'clock they halted at the home of
Flanagan;
For Mack remarked he thought ii time TO
feed the inner man;
And when they filed into the house and
sat them down to dine,
MNally took the tables head. because he
led the line.
MNally stuffed and gormandized; they
thought that he would bust;
He ate up everything in sight and then he
chewed the crust;
But when someone suggested that they
try little wine,
MNally tried to drink it all because he
led the line.
They fingered at the table longer than
they thought they would;
At six O'Clock they gathered up as many
as they could;
They placed them on their feet; MNally
took a ball of Irvine,
And tied them all toge Their, then he started
with the line.
MNally stin was thirsty, he was thirsty
for some beer;
For of the wine he didn't think that he
had got his share;
So when he got upon the street and saw
the welcome sign
OF Patsy Ragan's barroom, there he an
chored with the line.
They anchored at the bar and there they
fingered thro the night;
And at the dawn of morning they were
spelling for fight
At last it was decided that no longer they
should pine;
For Mack was called an "a. P. A." and
then he rushed the line.
The way they slugged each other was a
terrible disgrace;
Somebody tapped a key of beer on Tim
M Nallys face;
But that was not enough to make his
lighting blood decline
For when the fun was over Mack had
crippled forty-nine.
Just then a copper came along and gave
them all a whack;
He cleaned the place of everything and
then he collared Mack;
He led him to the box and as the sun be-
gan to shine
MNany found that he alone was stand
ing there in line.
Next morning in Recorders Court, M'Nal-
ly played his card
OF course, he said mot guilty" and he
pleaded mighty hard;
His honor said, "Tn call you for a fifty
dollar fine"
And when the pris'ner left the dock
M'Nally led the line
Six months was the alternative; poor Mack
is on the gang;
But Mack is tickled half to death because
he didn't hang;
And still his habits cling to him, the same
as yours or mine;
For when they all knock off at night
M'Nally leads the line.