MAGGIE MURPHY’S HOME
 
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Behind a grammar schoolhouse, in a double tenement,
I live with my old mother, and always pay the rent.
A bedroom and a parlour is all we call our own.
And you're welcome every evening at Maggie Murphy's home.

Chorus: On Sunday night 'tis my delight and pleasure, don't you see,
Meeting all the girls and the boys that work down town with me.
There's an organ in the parlour to give the house a tone,
And you're welcome every evening at Maggie Murphy's home.


Such dancing in the parlour, there's a waltz for you and I;
Such mashing in the Corner, and kisses on the sly.
Oh, blessed leisure hour! That working-people own,
And they're welcome every evening at Maggie Murphy's home.

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It's from the open window, at the noontime of the day,
You'll see the neighbours' children so happy at their play.
There's Jimmie with his Nellie, together romp and roam.
And they gather in the school-yard near Maggie Murphy's home.

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I walk through Hogan's alley at the closing of the day,
To greet my dear old mother; you'll hear the neighbours say:
"Oh, there goes little Maggie, I wish she were my own;
On, may blessings ever linger o'er Maggie Murphy's home!"

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Written and composed by Edward Harrigan & Dave Braham
Performed (with adapted words) by Jenny Hill (1849-1896)
 
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