#03333
The Fella That Looked Like Me (Dick Nolan) video
See also: The Fellow That Looked Like Me
(MacEdward Leach)
#2047: YouTube video by quickaccent2006
©2012 ~ Used with permission ~

In deep despair I wander,
And my heart is full of woe,
When on my grief I ponder,
What to do I do not know;
Cruel fortune frowns upon me,
The trouble seems to be,
There's another fellow in this town,
Who's just the image of me.

Well, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Wherever he may be;
And wouldn't I give him particular fits,
The fella that looked like me.

One night as I was courtin'
With a girl as clear as light,
A neighbour who had just dropped in,
Said, Brown, how is your wife?
In vain I said I know you not,
He would not let me free,
He called me a swindler and kicked me out,
For the fella that looked like me.

And once when I was walkin',
In a narrow street uptown,
A fellow grabbed me in a rage,
Sayin', I gotcha, Mr Brown;
You know my daughter you have wronged,
This girl I never did see,
He beat me till I was black and blue,
For the fella that looked like me.

Well, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Wherever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
The fellow that looked like me.

Well, I went into a dance one night,
I was just enjoying the sport,
When a policeman grabbed me by the arm,
You're wanted down at court;
You've escaped us twice already,
This time you won't get free,
So I was arrested and brought to jail,
For the fella that looked like me.

I was tried and I came found guilty,
And about to be taken down,
When another policeman he brought in,
The right criminal, Mister Brown;
They locked him up and set me free,
He was a sight to see,
The ugliest thing that ever I saw,
Was the fella that looked like me.

Well, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Wherever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
The fellow that looked like me.

Yeah, wouldn't I like to catch him,
Wherever he may be;
Wouldn't I give him particular fits,
The fellow that looked like me.
The fellow that looked like me.
The fellow that looked like me.
{FADING}
The fellow that looked like me.
The fellow that looked like me.
The fellow that looked like me.

####.... John Frank Poole [1826-1892], songwriter and proprietor of the Olympic Theatre on Broadway in New York City ©1867. Also 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 [1826-1892] 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 arranged and recorded 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).


See more songs by Dick Nolan.

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


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