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DON'T TAKE ME HOME (Harry Von Tilzer (m) / Vincent Bryan (l) ) Ed Morton Augustus J McCann Was a hen-pecked married man He'd been fighting with his wife Since his married life began. One night about half past three While out upon a spree A motor knocked him down and out And nearly broke his knee. The chauffeur raised Mac's head Wife said “This man is dead” But when he said “We'll take him home” McCann jumped up and said. “Don't take me home Please don't take me home Tell me what did I do to you Oh, oh, oh, have a little pity.” “I'm a poor married man In search of peace I roam I'm with you in anything you do But don't take me home.” (short bridge) McCann became so sore That he ran off to the war That war was like vacation time After all he'd fought before. He always led the fray But he was shot one day His comrades saw he couldn't walk So they carried him away. Upon his cart he fell The doctor said “Well, well” “We'll send this man home to his wife” Then Mac began to yell. “Please don't take me home Don't, don't take me home Tell me what did I do to you Oh, oh, oh, have a little pity.” “I'm a poor married man In search of peace I roam I'm with you in anything you do But don't take me home.” NOTES: Lyrics as released with Ed Morton July 13 1908 in Camden New Jersey USA under the Victor label. The music/lyrics for this song are preserved and available for listening at the Library of Congress Packard Campus in Washington DC USA. (Transcribed by David Story - February 2014)

    


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