American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Too Utterly Utter

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9

TOO UTTERLY UTTER
Copyright, 1881, by Will H. Kennedy.

I represent one of the latest
Whims that arise in our days;
At a glance you will see by my actions
I've a touch of the aesthetic craze;
I go in for genuine culture,
I sigh and I silently mutter,
If anything chances to please me,
For I'm too-yes, too-utterly utter.

Chords.
Over sunflowers yellow as butter,
I linger in aesthetic flutter,
And I lisp with a sort of stutter,
For I'm too-yes, too-utterly utter.

I never attend any dances,
For I should certainly die
If I sought to display rapid motions,
I'm so languid I never could try;
But give me a party of culture,
I'll put them all into a flutter;
I'll crawl and I'll drawl round the parlor,
For I'm too-yes, too-utterly utter. - Chorus.

I love to admire china dishes,
Broken and battered with age,
And flowers that possess faintest odors,
And my poems I'm sure are the rage;
Each movement of mine is a study,
And a picture of all that is utter;
For I walk and I talk sort of dreamy.
For I'm too-yes, too-utterly utter. - Chorus.