Arrah Go On I'm Gonna Go Back To Oregon

Pat McCarty, hale and hearty Living in Oregon Heard a lot of talk about the great New York; He left the farm, where all was calm and landed on old Broadway He coaxed a little Mary Ann into a swell cafe The waiter brought the card and said, "what will you have," to Pat; Then Pat looked at the prices and he said "I'll have me hat." Pat McCarty broke the party up into smithereens Said "your bill of fare, would give a bull scare; I want to eat, but I repeat, I don't want to buy the place," And Mary Ann was sitting with blushes on her face She said, "I'll have a little steak, that's all I want right now;" And Pat said, "what it costs for steaks, why I could buy a cow." Arrah go on, I'm gonna go back to Oregon Arrah go on, I'm gonna go back and stay I could buy the horses many a bale of hay For all that I'd have to pay to feed a chicken on old Broadway Arrah go on, there's somebody back in Oregon Who calls me Uncle Pat, not Uncle John; Arrah go on, go way, go wid yer go way, go wid yer go way, go on Arrah go on, I'm gonna go back to Oregon