American Old Time Song Lyrics: 39 Wed Any Amount Of Bites
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 39
WE'D ANY AMOUNT OF BITES.
Copyright, 1892, by Hopwood & Crew.
Written by Wal Pink. Composed by R. Tenuyson.
A friend of mine, who's fishing mad, proposed that I should go
With him to try a river where the fish enormous grow;
Said he: "Now I'll find everything." Next morning we left town,
Soon reached the river, fitted up, and directly we sat down.
We had any amount of bites, a score of 'em or more of 'em,
Any amount-you couldn't count-the biting was so fast;
Well, although we'd come out for bites, without a doubt,
So many we had, I wad glad when I found we'd reached the last.
I tired of feeding flsh and raid: "Come, let as feed ourselves";
But found that we'd forgotten all the victuals-wretched elves!
We spied a picnic party that had come out for the day,
We sneaked their largest pigeon pie, sat down, And then- hooray!- Chorus.
But just as we were finishing, that picnic party came
Unite unobserved upon the scene And spoiled our little game;
We fled, but they had two big dogs-they let their mongrels go;
We tried to jump the river, but those dogs caught us, And oh!- Chorus.
In haste we sought a friendly inn, arriving there half dead.
And drank so much they were compelled to put us both to bed;
And although I was drunk, I'll swear that in our room that night
They had some other lodgers, for, when they turned out the light- Chorus.