And you’re fixed for doin’ bus’ness—ev’ry fel-
ler has a show.
When the old Atlantic ocean pulls away his
swashin’ tide
Why, the bank is there ‘before you and the
doors are opened wide;
The flats are there etarnal and you never find
the sign
Sayin’, “Bank has shet up business—pres’-
dent’s skipped acrost the line.”