IT GOES WITH A POUND OF TEA.
Copyright, 1890, by White Smith Music Publishing Co.
Words and Music by Paul Jassett.
You see in all the tea-stores now
A lot of chromos flash;
They're given with the stuff you buy-
That is, when you pay cash.
When you look surprised at the natty clerk
When he hands you two or three.
He will say to you, "Take one home, now dot
It goes with a pound of tea." Oh!
Jimmy, get on to the chromo! what is it, can you tell?
It looks like some prize-package, Jim, that on the cars they sell!
Guess what it is, you can have it, it's awful funny, see?
This dizzy jay you meet each day, it goes with a pound of tea!
You're strolling some day down the street,
And, looking round, you spy
A fellow like a freak broke loose-
In fact, a perfect guy.
In his fist he holds such a nobby stick.
And he skips just like a flea;
See the small boys shout, as he roams about,
"It goes with a pound of tea! "Oh!- Chorus.
You see an old maid with a smile,
Her hair all banged and frizzed,
A bustle like a big balloon.
Which everywhere is quizzed.
With a giddy smile, she will skip along;
How she'd like a bride to be!
But you turn and say. If she comes your way,
"It goes with a pound of tea!" Oh! ---chorus.
Then there's the front row, bald head swell,
Who thinks the ballet fine;
He likes their smiles of celluloid,
And swears each shape divine;
When the play is o'er, round the small stage-door
With the Johnnies he will he;
But the girls all say. in their giddy way,
"It goes with a pound of tea! "Oh!-Chorus.