American Old Time Song Lyrics: 36 Since John Joined The Gents Bowling Club
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 36
SINCE JOHN JOINED THE GENTS BOWLING CLUB.
Copyright, 1891, by William Lawler.
Words by William Lawler. Music by William Dressier.
I've a son, John by name, he's gone wild on a game.
Where they're yelling all night, strikes and spares;
At the breaking of day, homeward bound he will stray.
Then he crawls oh all fours up the stairs.
When his days' work is o'er, he will rush in the door.
And yell out, "Come give me my grub!"
He won't mind his dad, sure he's gone to the bad
Since John joined the gents' bowling club.
Chorus.
With his "'down go the pins,' I'm the boy always wine,"
Tou can bet all your wealth I'm no scrub;
I'm not giving you bluff, that's his talk, sure it's tough,
Since John joined the gents' bowling club.
On his breast there does shine, a gold medal so fine,
Sure he says he's the boss of the gang;
When he picks up a ball to fling way down the hall,
Sure the pins all go down with a bang.
Then it's up to the bar for a beer or cigar,
His head then it swells like a tub!
When he's out of sight, that's his racket at night,
Since John joined the gents' bowling club.- Chorus.
In the tournament grand, sure he always takes hand,
And he runs up a mighty big score;
Sure they can't get along without John, he's so strong,
When he makes a clean sweep then they roar.
They all call him the king, of his skill they do sing.
All night its an awful hubbub!
With that gang he will roam, he don't know his home
Since John joined the gents' bowling club.- Chorus.