Paddy Duffy's Cart - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
PADDY DUFFY'S CART. Written and sung by Edward Harrigan. Copyright, 1884, by Wm. A. Pond & Co. 
The many happy evenings I spent when but a lad On Paddy Duffy's lumber cart, quite safe away from dad; It stood down on the corner near the old lamp-light. You should see the congregation There on every Summer's night: There was Tommy Dobson, now a Senator, Billy Flynn. Johnny Glynn, they were killed in war; All merry, boyish comrades recollections bring, Seated then in Duffy's cart on Summer nights to sing. 
Chorus. Twinkling stars are laughing, love, laughing on you and me. While your bright eyes look in mine, peeping stars they seem to be. 
We'd gather in the evening, all honest working boys. And sit on Paddy Duffy's cart-no one marred our joys; All seated in the moonlight, laughing 'mid its rays. I love to talk of old New York And my boyish days There was Henry Gleason, now a millionaire. Curly Bob, Whitey Rob, they're living on the air; All merry, boyish comrades recollections bring. Seated then in Duffy's cart on Summer nights to sing. 
Chorus. Leetle Fraud, (she) chews terbacker! Leetle Fraud, (she) vat's der matter? Vas der pootiest leetle vaiter gal of all. Leetle Fraud, (she) dunner vater! Leetle Fraud, (she) dunner vater! Vas der pootieet little Deitcher gal of all.' 
A merry little maiden, nobby, neat and coy. Smiling up at Duffy's cart upon her sweetheart boy; It made a jealous feeling, a quiet bit of chaff, All in play it died away, and ended in a laugh. There was Larry Thompson, he was a chum of mine; Sandy Green and Lemy Freen died in forty-nine; All merry, boyish comrades recollections bring. Seated then in Duffy's cart on Summer's nights to sing.--Chorus