My name is Daniel Mooney
And don’t you think I’m funny?
The way I talk, I know it’s phoney.
The reason why I’m glad,
I’d a letter from old Dad
Who died and left me all his money.

And when the will was read out
It told me what to do,
And if I got all his money
I would have to marry too.
So I’m looking for a lady
Who’ll accept to marry me,
And we’ll sail for Ireland in the morning.

Chorus:
Now who is the lady?
Or where is the lady?
Who is the lady who’ll accept to marry me?
Come, come and answer quick,
We’ll be married in a lick,
And sail for Ireland in the morning.

Now I see a lady sitting there
And don’t you think she’s young and fair?
If she would only wed me I’d be happy.
I would buy her diamond rings,
Lots of silks and other things,
For don’t you know my heart goes with my money?

Chorus:
Now who is the lady?
Or where is the lady?
Who is the lady who’ll accept to marry me?
Come, come and answer quick,
We’ll be married in a lick,
And sail for Ireland in the morning.

And when we are wed a year or so,
A cradle we will want, you know,
To rock the tootsie-wootsie-oh, that is a fisher’s cry.
And when he grows up to be a man,
Just like his old Papa,
We’ll have wine and sponge-cake in the morning.

Chorus:
Now who is the lady?
Or where is the lady?
Who is the lady who’ll accept to marry me?
Come, come and answer quick,
We’ll be married in a lick,
And sail for Ireland in the morning.

“Obviously an American stage song, this was written by Chas. Robinson in 1893 and was designed to be directed at a live audience; Tom used it regularly to liven up singing sessions. He probably learned it from an American song book and is the only source singer documented to have remembered it.”
Jim Carroll