American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 All On Account Of Eliza

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 1

ALL ON ACCOUNT OF ELIZA
As sung in the comic opera of " Billee Taylor."

The yarn I'm about to spin
Is all on account of Eliza;
I'll tell you how I was taken in,
All on account of Eliza.
She said that she'd ever be true to one, .
But she bolted away with a son-of-a-gun,
So I cut my stick and to sea I run,
All on account of Eliza.

Chorus
All on account, all on account, all on account of Eliza;
He cut his stick and to sea he run,
All on account of Eliza.

I've nearly boon blown away in a gale,
All on account of Eliza;
And I've almost been eaten up by a whale,
All on account of Eliza.
I've had sword-cuts by dozens, and I've been shot-through.
I've had yellow fever, and also the blue;
I've bt en bitten by sharks, and by crocodiles, too,
All on account of Eliza.

Chorus.
All on accouut, all on account, all on account of Eliza;
ie's been bitten by sharks, and by crocodiles, too,
All on account of Eliza.

My duty is now. smart lads, to press,
All on account of Eliza;
If they say "No," why I say " Yes."
All on account of Eliza;
So look up, my mess-mates, some boys for the ten,
And il to your summons they do not agree,
Why, shiver my timbers, just tell 'em for me,
That it's all ou account of Eliza.

Chorus.
All on account, all on accouut, all on account of Eliza;
Why, shiver my timbers, just tell 'em, says he,
That it's all on account of Eliza.

I've courted the ladies all through my life,
All on account of Eliza;
But never could steer to the proper wife,
All on account of Eliza;
I've kiss'd and I've hugg'd them in ev'ry port,
The fat and the lean, the tall and the short;
But somehow or other they wasn't my sort,
All on account of Eliza.

Chorus.

A.11 on account, all on account, all on account of Eliza;
But somehow or other, they wasn't his sort,
All on accouut of Eliza.