THE BICYCLE FAD.
Copyright, 1893, by Spaulding & Kornder.
Words and Music by Ida M. Mitchell.
We are all going mad through the bicycle fad,
You will find ev'rybody is in it;
The young and the old they have all taken hold,
Delighted when ever they spin it.
Each dashing young dude when he doesn't act rude,
To give his best girl a big treat.
Takes a bicycle ride with his love at his side,
For pleasure it cannot be beat.
The bicycle fad, it makes the heart glad,
When kisses and cuddles you steal;
The girls and the boys they find lots of joys,
While out for a spin on the wheel.
Both sofa and chair nowadays are nowhere,
For the young folks they've lost all attraction;
You certainly see, and with me will agree,
There's no harm in any such action.
Mama's watchful eye now is no longer nigh
To see that a kiss he don't steal,
For when she draws near he will murmur, "My dear,
Let's go for a spin on the wheel.- Chorus."