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Grandmother's chair

(35) Grandmother's chair

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MY Grandmother she at the age
of eighty three.
One day in May was taken ill
and died,
And after she was dead, the will of
course was read,
By a lawyer as we nil stood by
bis side ;
To my brother it was found, she
had left a hundred pounds,
The same unto my sister I declare
But when it came to me. the lawyer
said I see.
She has left to you her " Old
arm chair."


And how they titter'd, how they
How my brother and sister laugh'd,
When they beard the lawyer declare
Granny had only left to me her Old
arm chair.

thought it hardly fair, still I said
I did not care,
And in theevening took the chair
The neighbours they me chaff'd, my
brother at me laughed.
And said it will be useful John
some day ;
When you settle down in life, find
some girl to be your wife,
You'll find it very handy I declare
On a cc ld and frosty night, when
the fire is burning bright,
You can then sit in your old arm

What my brother said came true,
for in a year or two,
Strange to say I settled down in
married life,
first a girl did court and then
the ring I bought,
Took her to church and when
she was my wife
The old girl and me, were as happy
as could be,
For when my work was over I
I ne'er abroad would roam, but
each night would stay at
And be seated in my old arm chair

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              There goes


YOU may talk about your clever
Your politician crew, [men,
You're great O Donnieh's, and your
Of mighty knowledge too;
But I'm the man the world should
For fifty times a day. [know
If I go walking down the street,
Somebody's sure to say.


There goes Flaherty that's Misther
The gintleman that's up to ev'ry
move-ment on the board,
That's Misther Flaherty Misthre
Barney Flaherty,
A man that's edgeicated well
enongh to be a lord.

At all the public meetings, sure
I'm always to the fore,
To arguefy and speechify,
And tell the public more ;
Than what I know myself, and
Than ever they could tell,
And when I show my face to
The aujence all do yell, [them

The ladies too are fond of me.
Excepting my ould wife.
Though shauted up in public
I'm kept down in private life;
But what is that ? a man like me,
For thriflts deesn't care,
For if I only write me name,
The people all declare.

One night the chair fell down when
I pick'd it up I found,
The seat had fallen out upon the
And there to my surprise, I saw
before try eyes.
A lot of notes—two thousand
pounds or more;
When my brother heard of this,
the fellow I confess.
Went nearly mad with rage and
tore his hair.
But I only langh'd at him, then
said unto him Jem,
Don't you wish you had the old
arm chair.

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