American Old Time Song Lyrics: 52 Plain Little Every Day Girl
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 52
PLAIN LITTLE EVERY-DAY GIRL
Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by William Jerome.
My steady girl is not the kind they sing about nowadays,
With eyes of blue and golden hair that poets love to praise;
She's not as pretty as a picture hanging on the wall,
For if she was, I'd really have no love for her at all.
My girl is a plain girl, my girl isn't proud,
She's just what you'd call a fair looking girl, a girl that would pass in a crowd;
She's not an angel from heaven, she'd not set your brain in a whirl;
Site's a good, bright, all right, plain little every-day girl.
She's just the kind of girl to make you happy all the while;
She never makes you jealous, for on others she won't smile;
A little dear, good, home-girl of the sort you read about,
And that's the reason, all the time, her praises I must shout.-Refrain.
Site's pure gold, eighteen carat, and that's good enough for me;
She never puts on any airs like other girls you see;
Her heart she gave me long ago, and I have bought the ring,
And when I place it on her finger you will hear me sing:-Refrain.