American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 On The Strict Qt

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Copyright, 1877, by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
As sung by Miss Lydia Thompson.

We are very often told
All that glitters is not gold,
And we're not as we all ought to be ;
And you'd quite believe it true,
If you saw the things I do,
When I get upon the strict "Q. T."
The Russians in the East,
Were preparing for a feast-
They meant to carve the Turkey, don't you see?
They said, "It's peace we're on;"
But their little game was Constantinople on the strict 'Q. T."

Oh, my ! what a pious world this is.
And how very good we all seem to be ;
What a duffing lot you find,
If you only raise the blind,
And see us on the strict "Q. T."

Old ladies oft declare
Girls should never wear false hair-
The locks that once adorned another she,
Or to use that lily-white ;
But they draw the curtains tight,
And use it on the strict "Q. T,"
Each girl a little puff
Will in her pocket stuff-
She cannot do without it, all agree ;
And her pretty nose she'll powder,
When a moment is allowed her
To do it on the strict " Q. T."
Oh, my ! what a pious world, &c.

With a lady when you dine,
And you ask her to take wine,
She says, " I couldn't touch it; not for me !"
Say, "Mumm's the word, make haste!"
And I think you'll find she'll taste
That "Mumm " upon the strict "Q. T."
When Sunday comes you fear
You cannot get your beerĀ­It's forbidden in the city of the free ;
It's naughty, but it's nice,
But if you ask for,"Weiss,"
You'll get it on the strict " Q. T."
Oh, my ! what a pious world, &c.

Just take a pretty miss,
And offer her a kiss,
When there's anybody standing by to see ;
She'd say she'd rather die,
But you may snatch it on the sly,
And she'll like it on the strict "Q. T."
Now, there's the needy swell

Who calls a girl a "gell,"
Wears an ulster quite a yard below his knee;
Then comes the ancient beau,
Upon whose cheek there is a glow
That we think is on the strict Q. T."
Oh, my! what a pious world, &c.
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