Wake Up Mccormick - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Wake up McCormick. Copyright, 1891, by Willis Woodward & Co. Composed by Ed. Joyce (of Joyce & Leslie). 
As a Tam'ny Politician, shure, I've held a high position Since the day I landed in America; I banked up my money, soon the int'rist it grew strong, And a boarding-house my wife has got to-day. We have Mr. and Mrs. Healy, who come to their meals daily; They live in a furnished flat on Avenue A; Bricklayer McCormick, an old boarder, who is very seldom sober-In the morning sure you'll hear my wife say: 
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Chorus. Wake up McCormick, he's going to work to-day; he owes me fifty dollars and I know that he will pay; He's been on a drunk this five weeks, himself and Paddy Shay; Mary Ann, wake up McCormick, he's going to work to-day. 
In the parlor Sunday evening all the boarders do assemble With their friends and their relations, high And low; There's the Flannigans from Kerry, and O'Rooks from Londonderry, And the Rileys and O'Gradys from Mao. Mary Flynn plays the piano while she sings "Eileen Alanna"; She's accompanied by her brothers Mike and Dan; Oh, they nearly set me looney singing "Little Annie Rooney," While McCormick he keeps shouting, "Rush the can!" 
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Our boarding house's the finest one, the best you ever seen; We have boarders, shure, from almost every shore; We've a German music teacher, and a Presbyterian preacher, And the McAmaly family from Kildare. Soon we'll have enough of money, and the boarding-house will close up; In the summer we will go to the seashore; We'll have fast horses in our stable, my wife Bridget will be able For to lie in bed and holler out no more; Spoken-What?- Chorus.