Oh, Mr Flannigan - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
OH, MR FLANNIGAN. Sung by James O'NelL 
I'm a poor married man, for about seven years I've been leading a tormented life, The reason and cause of the same, do you see?I've married a talkative wife; No matter wherever I chance for to go, No matter wherever I stray, There's some one to know me, and at me they wink, And immediately turn round and 6ay: 
Chorus. Oh, Mr. Flannigan, there's going to be a row! Oh, Mr. Flannigan, you're going to catch it now! Oh, Mr. Flannigan, Avhatever will you do? For your wife has got the poker and she's looking out for you. 
It was only last Thursday I went on a spree, And returned home about twelve that night, The policeman he saw me as far as the door, And left me there, paralyzed tight; The old woman was looking from the window above As the policeman walked away, When he got to the end of his beat I heard him turn around And say:-Chorus. 
Last night I came home with a trundle of wood And she called me a crazy old elf, And if I should want a clean shirt to put on She tells me go wash it myself; I'm sure I don't deserve it all, From this world I'll soon pass away, So if any of you should meet me on the street I hope you will not turn and say:- Chorus.