American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 At It Every Minute In The Day

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 25

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At it Every Minute in the Day.
Written and Sung by James McAvoy.

As we read the daily papers, some very funny capers
Is noted in each column that we see;
Your eyes is always fishing, as you search through each edition,
For the latest items published, you'll agree.
There's elopements and divorces, base ball and trotting horses,
Prize fights and all exciting sports, so gay;
Regards to society, they search for notoriety,
They're at it every minute in the day.

If you chance to win a dollar, there are one thousand that will follow,
Like educated thoroughbreds they stay;
For to keep the pot a boiling, you'll find them always toiling,
For they're at it every minute in the day.

There's the crazy, silly dude, don't get his regular food,
All day he smokes a penny cigarette;
And the bummer you will meet, parading on his beat,
A shooting all the snipes that's dry or wet.
Just walk to any point, you can find an open joint.
Where they hit the pipe, like pigs around they lay;
In a Chinese laundry those opium fiends you'll see,
For they're at it every minute in the day.

Some girls all day they hum. with a wad of chewing gam,
Like a hungry mule that strikes a bale of hay;
The only thing they'll do, is chew and chew and chew,
Oh, they chew every minute in the day.

Married ladies they go out, and they gallivant about,
They can beat the single ladies mashing men;
They've got so many ways, for rules and jays,
And the hubby never drops to where they've been.
For wine they never bluff, they know beer is good enough,
For a schooner every time they holler, hey!
Every now and then they'll shout, for to chase the growler out,
For they rush it every minute in the day.

From an early hour 'till late, the girls they titivate,
For some mask around the corner how they flight;
And they'll whisper in your ear, they call you baby dear,
Oh, they're at it every minute in the (night) day.
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