FOUR FINGERS AND A THUMB.
Copyright, 1895. by Francis, Day & Hunter.
Written and Composed by Eldred Powel.
A small machine, but grand, is a human being's hand,
With its four simple fingers and a thumb;
Yet deeds of sterling worth are performed upon this earth
My four little fingers and a thumb.
There's the baby, pretty dot, wants a scalding hot tea-pot
In its four tiny Angers and its thumb;
Later on, its heart to cheer, it may want a pot of beer
In its four grown-up fingers and its thumb.
Four fingers and a thumb, they can make the long green come:
There is nothing in the world so handy as four little fingers and a thumb.
Master Tommy, if you please, goes to rob the apple trees,
With his four naughty fingers and a thumb;
When he sees old farmer Dick come towards him with a stick
In his four massive fingers and a thumb,
Away, then, Tommy goes, and up to his little nose
Go his four little fingers and a thumb;
But, alas! if he gets copped, there's a hand upon him dropped
Like ten thousand fingers and a thumb.-Chorus.
A maiden, so sedate, stands and holds the garden gate
With her four dainty fingers and a thumb;
While the other pretty hand is embraced, you'll understand,
By four manly fingers and a thumb,
"Oh, name the day," says he, "when your heart you'll give to me,
And your four darling fingers and a thumb."
She names it, pretty one, and a few years later on
There's a house full of fingers and of thumbs.- Chorus.
Some-shall I call them fools-would turn music-halls to schools
If they had 'em 'neath their fingers and their thumb;
People want to he amused, not as little children used,
By Mrs. Grundy's fingers and her thumb.
So while the chance is ripe, come with cigarette and pipe
In your four working fingers and your thumb;
And if you like a man, why, make all the noise you can
With your four hearty fingers and your thumb.- Chorus.