Won't You Step Up To The Bar - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Won't You Step Up to the Bar? Copyright, 1892, by Frank Harding. Words and Music by Whittey & Leonard. 
I am an Irish sporting man, O'Hoolihan, that is me name. I'll bet me money on any event-I have won at 'most every game; I'll bet ten thousand each way on a horse, why I do it 'most every day, For I'm a roving, tearing sport from far across the say. 
Chorus. Won't you step up to the bar, me boys, and join me in a bottle of wine? I know that I'm welcome to your's, me boys; you're welcome the same to mine; Bring in a box of your best cigars, for I have the money to pay, For I am a roving, tearing sport from far across the say. 
I, as a patron of sports, lead the world; I've backed all the men of fame The fighters and wrestlers all alike, they've all had a bit of my game. Why I throw thousands away each year, yes, I do it 'most every day, For I'm a roving, tearing sport from far across the say.