MERRY LITTLE SWEETHEARTS AT A MOONLIGHT DANCE.
Copyright, 1895, by Geo. M. Klenk & Co.
Words and Music by Tommy Powers.
The pretty East-side belles ride up to Harlem Park
On picnic night, dressed out of eight, to have a jolly lark;
Their roguish laughing eyes would pierce you like a lance;
They're merry little sweethearts, tit a moonlight dance.
The band does play, they waltz away, sweet Sally and her beau;
All hands around, poor Mike they pound, when he is nine-pin O;
Girls soak 'em, boys soak "em, they fondly scream for hot ice cream,
Whene'er they get a chance, they're merry little sweethearts at a moon light dance.
The picnic ground looks grand, lit by electric light;
All is good cheer, a flow of beer makes East side boys feel bright;
The latest songs are sung, in buck-sets girlies prance;
They're merry little sweethearts, at a moonlight dance.- Chorus.
At dawning of the day the band is dead asleep;
The picnic girls, with frozen curls, to home, sweet home they creep;
The jimmies "Slowed their stuff "-every dime in their pants,
On merry little sweethearts, at a moonlight dance.-Chorus.