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The Charladies Ball

 By Harry O'Donovan

 

You may talk of your outings, your picnics and parties,
Your dinners and dances and hoolies and all
But wait till I tell you of the gas we had on
The night that we went to the Charladies' Ball.
I went there as Queen Anne and I went with my man.
He was dressed as a monkey locked up in a cage.
There were pirets and pirots and Hottentots and whatnots
And stars that you'd see on the music hall stage.

Common Chorus:

At the Charladies' Ball said one and all,
"You're the belle of the ball, Mrs. Mulligan."
We had one-steps and two-steps and the divil knows what new steps.
We swore that we never would be dull again, by dad.

First Chorus Extension:

We had wine, porter and Jameson. We had cocoa and all.
We had champagne that night but real pains next morning,
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.

There were cowboys and Indians that came from Drumcondra,
Sweet Francis Street faries all diamonds and stars.
There was one of the Rooneys as the clock over Mooney's
And a telegram boy as a message from Mars.
Mary Moore from the Lots was the Queen of the Scots
With a crown out of Woolworths perched up on her dome.
There was Jemmy Whitehouse came dressed as a lighthouse
And a Camden Street Garbo that should have stayed home.

SECOND CHORUS:
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Second Chorus Extension
We had wine porter and Jameson, we had cocktails and cocoa and all.
We had rumbos and tangos, half-sets and fandangos,
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.

Mary Ellen O'Rourke was the Queen of the Dawn.
By one-thirty she looked like a real dirty night.
Mick Farren, the bester, came dressed as a jester.
He burst his balloon and dropped dead at the fright.
Kevin Barr came as Bovril, "Stops that drinking feeling"
Astride of a bottle, pyjamas and all.
But he bumped into Faust, who was gloriously soused
And the two of them were sunk at the end of the hall.

THIRD CHORUS
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Third Chorus Extension:

We'd a real stand-up fight but we fell down to supper
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.