Arrah Go on I'm Gonna Go Back to Oregon - George Gershwin

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