You Are a Little Too Small, Young Man.
Copyright, 1887. by Chas. D. Blake & Co.
Words and Music by Al. Haynes.
I'm one of those jolly young fellows you meet,
Who always enjoy a good time;
I pay out my share, too, wherever I go,
I'm willing to give my last dime.
But I've one great misfortune, tho' I'm not to blame,
Because I don't stretch and grow tall;
And I think it a wicked, abom'nable shame,
When they say I'm a little too small.
Oh, you are a little too small, young man.
You never would answer at all. young man;
You're young yet. you know, perhaps you may grow,
But at present you're a little too small.
One day while out walking, by chance did I meet
A lady, a schoolmate of mine;
While escorting her home, why, of course, I stood treat.
And took her to a cafe to dine.
I asked if I might be her escort some eve,
And if at her home I might call;
Says she: "I'll ask ma, but I really believe
She will think you a little too small.-Chorus.
Now, there was another young girl in our town,
I loved her, I did, 'pon my life;
One night, like a goose, on my knees I got down,
And asked her if she'd be my wife.
She gave her consent, in my arms then she fell,
We were to be one in the Fall:
I'm single as yet, and the reason I'll tell,
It's because I'm a little too small.-Chorus.
A short time ago my old rich uncle died.
Of course, I came in for my share;
And these were his words as I stood beside his side,
"My boy. you're a young millionaire."
No end to the congratulations next day,
Nor the ladies that on me did call;
But said I, "Girls, excuse me. I'm sorry to say,
You are just a little too tall."
Oh, you are a little too tall, young girls,
You never would answer at all, young girls;
I'm young yet, you know, perhaps I may grow,
But at present you're rather too tall.