WORDS TO SONGS SUNG BY FAY MANWILL

"WHEN YOU'VE GOT BUT 50 CENTS 


I took my girl to a ball one night,
It was the social hop.
We stayed until the folks went home,
And then the music stopped.

I took her to a restaurant;
The best one on the street.
She said she wasn't hungry,
But this is what she eat.

A dozen oysters raw,
A dish of slaw,
A chicken and a roast,
Some applesauce and 'sparagrass
With softshell clam on toast,
A mutton stew, some crackers too.
Her appetite was immense.
I thought I'd die
When she called for pie,
For I had but 50 cents.

She said she wasn't hungry
And didn't care to eat.
But I got money in my old clothes
To bet she can't be beat.
She took it in so easy.
She had an awful tank.
She said she wasn't thirsty,
But this is what she drank.

A whiskey skin,
A glass of gin,
Three schooners and a beer,
Some ginger-pop
With rum on top;
Quick flight, it disappeared.
Three bottles of ale,
Which turned me pale.
She ought to have had more sense.
I fell on the floor when she called for more,
For I had but fifty cents.

You bet I wasn't hungry
And didn't care to eat;
Expecting evey moment to be kicked out in the street.
She said she'd bring her sisters
Next time and have more fun.
I gave the man a 50 cents
And this is what he done.

He tore my clothes.
He broke my nose.
Threw me agin the door.
Gave me a prize of a pair of black eyes
And with me swept the floor.
He grabbed me by the pantaloons
And threw me over the fence.
Take my advice,
Don't try it twice
When you've got but fifty cents.


"JUST AS THE BUN WENT DOWN"

An old Hebrew stood on the sandy shore
Of Lake Erie far away.
Watching his son Isaac rock a boat
Just at the close of day.
All of a sudden the boat upset.
Ike wished himself back to town.
The old Hebrew hollers, "Gal dern, don't get vet.  "
Just as his son went down.

Up came the boy but he could not swim,
So he went down again.
The next time he came up
The old man yelled,
With a voice that was filled with pain,
"Oh, Ike please throw me your diamond ring,
Please do before you drown!"
These were the last words the old man said
Just as his son went down.


Tired and hungry and feeling sore
An old hobo stood one day.
Watching the food in a restaurant
Which on the counter lay.

All of a sudden he ate the pie,
Picked up a bun so brown.
The headwaiter nabbed him and hollered, "Police!"
Just as the bun went down.

In came policeman all alone,
Kicked that bum black and blue.
The tramp put up a fight that surprised the cop
And the national headwaiter too.

He chewed off a piece of policeman's ear,
Pulled out a lock of brown.
You bet those two guys, they saw stars and stripes,
Just as the bun went down.

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