A popular song from 1904.
Interpolated into the 1902 musical “The Wizard of Oz.”
Words Ed. P. Moran.
Music by Seymour Furth.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- There’s a sweet Irish lady that came from Athlone
She moved in the very next flat to my own
A blind man could see by the actions I’ve shown
That I am in love with this fairy
When I wanted to pay her a neighborly call
To my ring she paid no attention at all
So up through the speaking tube out in the hall
I sang to sweet Mary Canary
Chorus
Mary Canary, I think you’re awfully nice
Upon my word you are a bird, of Paradise
My love will never vary, Mary
If you’ll be my wife
‘Twill grow fonder with age
For my heart is a cage
You can live in, the rest of your life
- She was out on the fire-escape hanging up clothes
Said I: “Now I’ll find out which way the wind blows”
From down in the yard to my love I’ll propose
While she has her washing out drying”
As I looked at the clothes hanging all dripping wet
I realized fully my heart was “to let”
I played Romeo then to her Juliet
And startled the neighbors by crying
Sung here by Vancha March: