Dressed in his best suit of clothes, 1889. words and music by Joseph Flynn
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Down went McGinty to the bottom of the wall,
And tho’ he won the five,
He was more dead than alive,
Sure his ribs, and nose, and back were broke from getting such a fall,
Dress’d in his best suit of clothes.
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Down went McGinty to the bottom of the hole,
Then the driver of the cart
Give the load of coal a start,
And it took us half an hour to dig McGinty from the coal,
Dress’d in his best suit of clothes.
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Down went McGinty to the bottom of the jail
Where his board would cost him nix,
And he stay’d exactly six,
They were big long months he stopp’d For no one went his bail,
Dress’d in his best suit of clothes.
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Down went McGinty to the bottom of the say,
And he must be very wet
For they haven’t found him yet,
But they say his ghost comes round the docks Before the break of day,
Dress’d in his best suit of clothes.