#01936
The Fellow That Looked Like Me
(MacEdward Leach)
See also: The Fella That Looked Like Me
(Dick Nolan)

In sad despair I wander,
My heart is filled with woe,
Though in my grief I ponder,
What to do I do not know;
My cruel fate does on me frown,
And the trouble seems to be,
That there's a feller in this town,
And he just looks like me.

Oh, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Whoever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
That fellow that looked like me.

The other day I went to see a girl,
Was about to take her out,
When a lady tapped me on the back,
Saying, how is your wife, old Brown?
In vain I said I'm a single man,
But 'tis married I wish to be,
She called me a swindler and kicked me out,
For a fellow that looked like me.

Oh, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Whoever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
That fellow that looked like me.

The other night I went up to a dance,
Was just enjoying the sport,
When a policeman caught me by the arm,
Saying, you're wanted down in court;
You escaped us twice but this here time,
We'll take care you don't get free,
They dragged me off, locked me up in a jail,
For a fellow that looked like me.

Oh, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Whoever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
That fellow that looked like me.

Next day I was tried, found guilty,
Was about to be taken down,
When a second policeman he brought in,
The right criminal, Willie Brown;
They locked him up and set me free,
Wasn't he a sight to see,
For the ugliest wretch that ever you saw,
Was the fellow that looked like me.

Oh, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Whoever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
That fellow that looked like me.

####.... John Frank Poole [1826-1892], proprietor of the Olympic Theatre on Broadway in New York City ©1867. Also listed as a variant of a native American stage song, The Fellow That Looks Like Me [Laws H21] Native American Balladry, p.240 (G Malcolm Laws, 1950/1964) ....####
Born in Dublin, Ireland, John Frank Poole was brought to New York as a boy. He worked in theatre there in various capacities most of his life. He composed the words of Tim Finigan's Wake in 1861 or 1862 for Tony Pastor, the originator of American vaudeville, coupling them to an existing melody, The French Musician. He is also generally accepted as the original 1862 composer and lyricist of No Irish Need Apply.

This variant was collected in 1951 from Cyril O'Brien [ca.1902-?] of Trepassey, NL, and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).

A variant was also arranged and recorded as The Fella That Looked Like Me by Dick Nolan (Home Again This Year, trk#4, 1973 LP, RCA Records, Toronto, Ontario, produced by Jack Feeney and recorded at Audio Atlantic Studios, Halifax, Nova Scotia); and (The Best Of Dick Nolan, trk#2, 2005 CD, Sony BMG, Toronto, Ontario, re-issue producer Andrew Lindsey).



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