American Old Time Song Lyrics: 47 Boy Wanted
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 47
Copyright, 1895, by National Music Co.
Words by Charles Bradley. Music by Geo. May wood.
A juvenile American the Fourth would celebrate:
He thought a can of kerosene would make a rocket great;
So in the yard he placed a can, and in it dropped a light,
A loud explosion shook the ground and carried him from eight.
Boy wanted! boy wanted! a happy home has lost a child;
Boy wanted! boy wanted! a family with grief is wild;
Upon a very distant shore, he with the angels has to soar;
He can return to earth no more-boy wanted.
A bank that had grown tired of cashiers they could not trust,
Said, "If we keep on hiring men, most certainly we'll bust;
Just for a change we'll try a boy, who's young and green, instead,"
And so next day a paper had a little "ad." that read:
"Boy wanted! boy wanted! "the bank right quickly got a boy;
Boy wanted! boy wanted! who they as cashier did employ:
The boy unto them proved his salt: to steal their cash was his great fault;
He only left that bank the vault-boy wanted.
Upon the happy seaside shore, in golden summer time,
You'll see the pretty costumed girls in bathing costumes prime;
But very often not a man will ever come that way,
So all those pretty little girls unto each other say:
"Boy wanted! boy wanted! Of course, we sooner would have men;
Boy wanted! boy wanted! but boys will suit us now And then-
A few nice boys with whiskers neat, and not afraid of maidens sweet,
Who can old gags of love repeat-boy wanted.
Our Senate is a little slow in everything they do:
They can say yes, or else say no, but that is all they do;
The years go flying quick enough, without an action done,
But if they follow this advice, a victory may be won:
Boy wanted! boy wanted! to run around and make a bluff;
Boy wanted! boy wanted! the Senate needs one bad enough;
There's something they the boy can teach, 'tis hard to practice what you preach,
'Tis easier to make a speech- boy wanted.