Oh! How Wicked the Mormons Are.
Copyright, 1895, by The Hall Music Co.
Words and Music by Herbert H. Taylor.
Some folks talk about the Mormons, and I think it very sad
That they always try to make them all appear so very bad;
Married men oft think their wives are to them an awful bore,
And one wife is quite sufficient, but in Utah they want more.
Oh, how wicked the Mormons are,
Forty mammas to one papa,
But they think its proper, so there you are,
And they have lots of fun, do the Mormons.
Once a girl in Salt Lake City sprinkled with the garden hose,
Lifted up her skirts from danger, that is how the story goes;
Neighbors then all gazed with rapture at the garden, I suppose;
For they liked to see her sprinkle, and they liked to see the hose.- Chorus.
Tn these days of rapid transit, you will soon begin to feel
That there is no joy in living if you do not ride a wheel;
Pretty Mormon girls in bloomers often capture hearts by storm:
Though they wear them just for comfort, people say it's proper form. - Cho.