American Old Time Song Lyrics: 43 Go Tell Your Story To The Phonograph

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 43

Go Tell Your Story to the Phonograph.
Copyright, 1894, by DuBois & Talbot.
Words and Music by O. DuBois.

Most men are pretty sure to fall in love full many times,
With pretty maids who charm them And catch them with their smiles;
They draw them on to tell their love in their own cunning way,
And when poor man his story tells, so quietly they say:

Chorus.
"Go tell your story to the phonograph."
That's what they say to us and give us the laugh;
They think they're funny when they feed us chaff.
And think they've said something new.

When a politician wants to get a good fat sinecure,
He'll promise you this great big earth And perhaps a little more;
Then when he gets in office you remind him of his word,
he waves you off and proudly says, as he shows to you the door:

Chorus.
"Go tell your story to the phonograph."
That's what they say to us und give us the laugh;
They've got the wheat and you have got the chaff,
And then they are through with you.

I went down town the other night and had a little time;
My money soon was squandered, I didn't have a dime.
I went into Delmonico's and eat a sumptuous meal;
I said I'd call again And pay, but they quickly answered me:

Chorus.
"Go tell your story to the phonograph."
So quickly did they seize me that I hadn't time to laugh;
They threw me out of doors and ripped my coat in half-
My custom they lost right there.

I struck a scheme the other day, a source of wealth, I knew;
With just a little capital, I knew I'd pull it through,
I'd be as rich as Croesus, or any other jay.
I took it to a cap'talist, he quietly did say:

Chorus.
"Go tell your story to the phonograph;
You think you're smart, my boy, but I think you're daft;
Try some one else, my boy, on whom to work your graft,
Your scheme won't go down with me."