American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 Wst Wst Wst

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

WST! WST! WST!
As sung by Tom Sayers.

Each animal and bird can hear the voice of love,
From the roaring lion to the turtle dove,
And when I want to call a mate, I have my way.
And in a language of my own thus I say:

Chorus.
"How d'ye do, wst, wst! how are you? wst, wst!"
You are always sure to fetch them with a wst, wst, wst!
Come along, wst, wst! nothing wrong, wst, wst!
Oh! won't you come and take a walk and wst, wst, wst!

One day I met a lady in the Central Park,
She said that she was fond of birds, and liked a lark,
So I sat myself beside her, 'neath the rustling trees,
And took her little hand in mine, and gave it a squeeze.
Chorus.
"How d'ye do? wst, wst! how are you, wst, wst!"
You are always sure to fetch them with a wst, wst, wst!
Come along, wst, wst! nothing wrong, wst, wst!
Oh! won't you come and take a walk and wst, wst, wst!

Says she, " I think my appetite is very good,
A pleasant meal I'd relish sir, indeed I should;
I'm good at ordering suppers, and I'll save your r>elf.
So if you do not mind, I'll order it myself."

Chorus.

"Garcon, here! wst,t wst! nothing quest
We want the best of everything, wst, wst
And will test, wst, wst! the very best, wst, wst!
And we don't mind what we pay for it, wst, wst, wst!"
The way she ate, I thought that she herself would hurt,
The soup, the fish, the entrees, joints, and the dessert,
She truly said that appetite's a splendid sauce,
And she ordered in a different wine with every course.

Chorus.

Curacoa, wst, wst! she could lower, wst, wst!
She started on the wine list, with a wst, wst, wst!
Then some rum, wst, wst! yes, rum and gum, wst, wst!
Did the fairy sweetly order, with a "wst, wst, wst!"
She ordered everything with such a charming grace,
That the bill was growing just about as long as my face,
When in a hulking fellow came, who grimly said,
"If you don't pay the bill and go, I'll punch your head!"

Chorus.

Au revoir! wst, wst! through the door, wst, wst!
Then arm-in-arm they left me, with a wst, wst, wst!
Waiter came, wst, wst! same old game, wst, wst!
"Come and settle for the supper, with a wst, wst, wst!"

The charges were about as high as Bunker Hill,
Amazed was I when called upon to square that bill,
And when I went to settle up, what could I do?
When I found my purse was gone, my watch, my diamonds, too!

Chorus.

"Policeman, here! wst, wst! something queer, wst, wst!
They had to fetch my father, with a wst, wst, wst!
Never try, wst, wst! if you're fly, wst, wst!
In the Park to get a sweetheart, with a wst, wst, wst!