What's the Use of Being Mad.
Copyright, 1896, by John V. Palmer.
Words by W. L. Cobb. Music by Alex. Patton.
Around a narrow doorway of a crowded tenement
A group of merry children were at play,
When in their midst a maiden came,
And to a lad she spoke in childish tones, the others heard her say:
"Why don't you keep away from here when I am mad with you?"
Her pretty cheeks with anger's glow were red.
"You must not come around my door unless I tell you to."
With smiling face, the lad then to her said:
What's the use of being mad, you know I am your friend;
Take the hand I offer and let our quarrel end.
You never will be happy, I know, until you do,
So be my sweetheart once again, for I love you.
Next day the lad passed by the house, a girl walked by his side,
His little sweetheart saw them up the street;
She turned and ran into the house
And sat right down and cried until she heard a voice in accents sweet.
"You must not act like this with me. it's only sister Sue;
Now, please do wash those silly tears away;
I love you as I always did, I care for none but you,"
She blushed, and then it was her turn to say.- Chorus.