Oh! You City Slickers
By Gordon Campbell.
’Twas down in the Lehigh Valley
That me and my pal, Lou,
Was workin’ in a hash house,
An’ a pretty good one too.
It was there that I met Gonzola;
She was the village belle,
Now I was only a waiter,
But I loved that gal like everything.
Then along come a city feller,
A slick haired son of the idle,
An’ stole my darling little Lou
To slip on the marriage bridle.
So fill up the glasses, stranger,
An’ I’ll be on my way;
I’ll get the guy that stole my gal,
If it takes till the judgment day.
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