Sunday morning just at nine, Dan McGinty dressed so fine
Stood looking up at a very high stone wall
When his friend Pat McCann, says I'll bet five dollar's Dan
I could carry you to the top without a fall
So on his shoulders he took Dan, to climb the ladder he began
And as soon as he commenced to reach up to the top
When McGinty, cute old rogue, to win the five he did let go
Never thinking just how far he'd have to drop

Chorus: Down went McGinty to the bottom of the wall
And though he won the five, he was more dead than alive
Sure his ribs, his nose, and back were broke from getting such a fall
Dressed in his best suit of clothes

From the hospital Mac went home, when they fixed his broken bones
To find he was the father of a child
So to celebrate it right, his friends he went to invite
And he soon was drinking whiskey fast and wild
Then he waddled down the street, in his Sunday suit so neat
Holding up his head as proud as John the Great
But in the sidewalk was a hole, to receive a ton of coal
That McGinty never saw till just too late

Chorus: Down went McGinty to the bottom of the hole
Then the driver of the cart, give the load of coal a start
And it took us half an hour to dig McGinty from the coal
Dressed in his best suit of clothes

Now McGinty raved and swore, about his clothes he felt so sore
And an oath he took he'd kill the man or die
So he tightly grabbed his stick and hit the driver a lick
Then he raised a little shanty on his eye
But two policemen saw the muss, and they soon joined in the fuss
Then they ran McGinty in for being drunk
And the judge says with a smile, 'We will keep you for a while
In a cell to sleep upon a prison bunk.'

Chorus: Down went McGinty to the bottom of the jail
Where his board would cost him nix, and he stayed exactly six
They were big long months he stopped for no one went his bail
Dressed in his best suit of clothes

Now McGinty thin and pale, one fine day got out of jail
And with a joy to see his boy was nearly wild
To his house he quickly ran to meet his wife Bedaley Ann
But she'd skipped away and took along the child
Then he gave up in despair, and he madly pulled his hair
As he stood one day upon the river shore
Knowing well he couldn't swim, he did foolishly jump in
Although water he had never took before

Chorus: Down went McGinty to the bottom of the say
And he must be very wet, for they haven't found him yet
But they say his ghost comes round the docks before the break of day
Dressed in his best suit of clothes.
Performed by Maggie Cline (1857-1934)
Performed by Sweeney & Ryland
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