The Sunshine of Paradise Alley

A perfect popular song and chorus, 1895.
words by Walter H. Ford
music by John W. Bratton


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. There’s a little side street
    Such as often you meet
    Where the boys of a Sunday night rally
    Though it’s not very wide
    And it’s dismal beside
    Yet they call the place Paradise Alley
    But a maiden so sweet
    Lives in that little street
    She’s the daughter of widow MacNally
    She has bright golden hair
    And the boys all declare
    She’s the sunshine of Paradise Alley

Chorus
Every Sunday down to her home we go
All the boys and all the girls they love her so
Always jolly, heart that is true I know
She is the Sunshine of Paradise Alley

  1. When O’Brien’s little lad
    Had the fever so bad
    That no one would dare to go near him
    Then this dear girl so brave
    Said, “I think I can save
    Or at least I can comfort and cheer him”
    Soon the youngster got well
    And the neighbors all tell
    How the daughter of widow MacNally
    Risked her life for a boy
    And they hail her with joy
    As the sunshine of Paradise Alley
  2. She’s had offers to wed
    By the dozen, ’tis said
    Still she always refused them politely
    But of late she’s been seen
    With young Tommy Killeen
    Going out for a promenade nightly
    We can all guess the rest
    For the boy she loves best
    Will soon change her name from MacNally
    Though he may change her name
    She’ll be known just the same
    As the sunshine of Paradise Alley

Sung here by Fred Feild: