American Old Time Song Lyrics: 51 Golf Song
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 51
Copyright, 1898, by T. B. Harms & Co,
Words by Hugh Morton. Music by Gustave Kerker.
Boys.-Little girls, little girls.
Wouldn't you like to play golf?
Girls.-Yes, we'd like to play at golf.
But we don't know how to play.
Boys.-Mercy me! mercy me!
First, you cut your skirts off.
Girls.-We've cut our skirts off,
We did that the other day.
Boys.-Then, you take a little stick
And a little wooden ball.
Girls.-Here's the little wooden ball,
And here's the necessary stick.
Boys.-Well, then, there's nothing lacking.
Only this: * that's all.
Now walk a hundred miles or so, and then you've done the trick.
Walk, walk, walk, no matter what the kind of weather;
Walk, walk, walk, little boys and girls together.
A little flask of brandy and a little wooden ball,
A little girl to kiss, and not another thing at all.
A pretty little Miss, that you will casually kiss,
And not another thing at all, at all.