NO IRISH NEED APPLY.
Written by JOHN F. POOLE, 1862 and sung, with immense success, by the great Comic-Vocalist of the age, TONY PASTOR.
I’m a dacint boy, just landed from the town of Ballyfad; I want a situation: yis, I want it mighty bad. I saw a place advartised. It’s the thing for me, says I; But the dirty spalpeen ended with: No Irish need apply. Whoo! says I; but that’s an insult — though to get the place I’ll try. So, I wint to see the blaggar with: No Irish need apply. I started off to find the house, I got it mighty soon; There I found the ould chap saited: he was reading the TRIBUNE. I tould him what I came for, whin he in a rage did fly: No! says he, you are a Paddy, and no Irish need apply! Thin I felt my dandher rising, and I’d like to black his eye– To tell an Irish Gintleman: No Irish need apply! I couldn’t stand it longer: so, a hoult of him I took, And I gave him such a welting as he’d get at Donnybrook. He hollered: Millia murther! and to get away did try, And swore he’d never write again: No Irish need apply. He made a big apology; I bid him thin good-bye, Saying: Whin next you want a bating, add: No Irish need apply! Sure, I’ve heard that in America it always is the plan That an Irishman is just as good as any other man; A home and hospitality they never will deny The stranger here, or ever say: No Irish need apply. But some black sheep are in the flock: a dirty lot, say I; A dacint man will never write: No Irish need apply! Sure, Paddy’s heart is in his hand, as all the world does know, His praties and his whiskey he will share with friend or foe; His door is always open to the stranger passing by; He never thinks of saying: None but Irish may apply. And, in Columbia’s history, his name is ranking high; Thin, the Divil take the knaves that write: No Irish need apply! Ould Ireland on the battle-field a lasting fame has made; We all have heard of Meagher’s men, and Corcoran’s brigade.* Though fools may flout and bigots rave, and fanatics may cry, Yet when they want good fighting-men, the Irish may apply, And when for freedom and the right they raise the battle-cry, Then the Rebel ranks begin to think: No Irish need apply
H. DE MARSAN, Publisher, 54 Chatham Street, New York.