82 THE IRISH INN. 



There are six substantial daughters, 

 I can take you to their quarters, 

 Oh ! their skins are soft an' pleasant, for I've stroked them 

 with my hand ; 



You will find them all a catch, sor, 

 I could bring about the match, sor, 

 For ye see I've tact an' manners, an' I'd act at your 

 command. 



Well, I'm glad to see you smile, sor, 

 An' you think it's worth your while, sor, 

 Faix ! I've shown you the advantages we give you at the 

 Inn ; 



An' ye like my bit of blarney, 

 Divil a one in ould Killarney, 

 Where they bred me, but was buried in his coffin with a 

 grin. 



So you think you'd like to stay, sor, 

 Faix ! We'll make you blithe and gay, sor, 

 It's myself that's so persuasive and my failings are but 

 small ; 



Av you'd like to take a walk, sor, 

 Or a confidential talk, sor, 

 Why, just call out Mister Murphy, an' I'll hear you through 

 the wall. 



