American Old Time Song Lyrics: 49 Waltzing Wid Kittie Moore
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 49
WALTZING WID KITTIE MOORE
Copyright, 1895, by Kunkel Bros.
By Edith Kingsley.
Down at de east side Turn Hall,
Dat's where I met Kittle Moore;
Waltz? Why, she'd put you to sleep, Cull,
When she gets out on de floor.
Say, on de square, she's a daisy,
Beaux she can count by the score,
And may be de guys don't get crazy.
When I cuts 'em wid Kittie Moore.
As we waltz out on de floor, dey adore Kittie Moore,
Dat's when de boys dey look sore, swell'd at me, don't you see?
For dey adore Kittie Moore, dat's no guy, so do I;
And when she'll my own sweetheart be, why, say, fellows, de treats on me.
Down at de east side Turn Hall.
Once, when I took Kittie Moore,
Some swell mug tried to get gay, Cull,
For Kit bounc'd 'em all by de score;
Dat's when I got gay myself, see?
And wid 'em I wip'd up de floor.
On de dead, say I. give 'em a daisy,
'Cause I'se scrappin' for Kittie Moore- Chorus.