Don\u27t Take Me Home

[Verse 1] Augustus J. McCann, Is a hen pecked married man, He’s been a fighting with his wife since married life began, One night at half past three, while out upon a spree, A Motor knocked him down and out and it nearly broke his knee; The Chauffeur raised Mac’s head, He said “this man is dead;” when he said “we’ll take him home” McCann jumped up and said. [Chorus] Don’t take me home, please don’t take me home, Tell me, what did I do to you? Oo oo oo oo have a little pity, I’m a poor married man in search of peace I roam, I’m with you in any thing you do but don’t take me home. [Verse 2] McCan made such a fight That they locked him up that night Next day he got six months in hail And he said now I’m in right In jail there was no strife He never saw his wife He said that he’d be happy if he could stay there all his life But after half a year They said “get out of here” The jailer said we’ll take you home But Mac yelled out in fear. [Chorus] [Verse 3] McCan 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 and they carried him away Up on his cot he fell The doctor said “well well” We’ll send this man home to his wife The Mac began to yell [Chorus