Mulligan's Funeral - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MULLIGAN'S FUNERAL Copyright, 1881, by Robert Teller. 
Oh, there's grief about the city. The people sob wid pity. And sing a mournful duty, At Mulligan- funeral. Flags are all half mast, And doleful sighs are castEverbody's sighing. That Danny should be dying. 
Chorus. Missis Murphy hallowed, And Biddy Dooly squalled; Dan McCarthy bellowed, And l'alsey Began bawled. Drums and fifes were plavln', You'd hear a needle ftall, When all the crowd were thronging At .Mulligan's funeral. 
Now the aldermen attended. The carriages were splendid; ' the music swately blended, At Mulligan's funeral. Oh, the wake was grand, Wid whiskey at command; Every one acquainted, And Miss McGuffy fainted.-Chorus. 
Oh, 'twas babies on our Block" there, that made the people flock there. Played solid as a rock there, At Mulligan's funeral. Everybody said, , Twas sad that he was dead; So wid music chanted. Dan Mulligan was planted.-Chorus.