STOP THAT NOISE.
Copyright, 1895. by The Mariona Publishing Co.
Words And Music by Dave Marion.
in a tenement house, where I reside, there's a family overhead,
A racket that they make each night is enough to wake the dead.
When I tell them for to stop they give me no reply.
And the neighbors on the floor below all begin to cry;
"Stop that noise, there's people underneath yer!
stop that noise, it' I go up I'll make yer!
With yer jigging and ver reeling you're caving in the ceiling;
My fist you'll soon be feeling -will you stop that noise? "
They kept the racket going all this morning until four;
Twas then I lost my patience and says l, "I'll stand no more."
When I told them for to stop they hit me in the eye.
And, as they kicked me down the stairs, the tenants all did say:-Cho.
The neighbors all got frightened, and they called in the police,
Who marched us to the station-house for not keeping the peace.
Next morn before the judge we went, ten dollars had to pay.
After this I'll never interfere, and let the tenants say: - Chorus.