American Old Time Song Lyrics: 36 Take Your Feet Out Of The Sand And Stick Them In The Mud

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 36

-song lyrics
Take Your Feet Out of the Sand and Stick Them in the Mud.

They say that on Sunday the saloons all shut.
Even to the side doors And alley gate. But-
Take your feet out of the sand And stick them in the mud.
Account for the bums who stand around the street,
And the copper who never is seen on his beat.
Take your feet out of the sand and stick them in the mud.

We've a Bullitt mayor; he's a dandy, no mistake.
For running the city he surely takes the cake.
Take your feet out of the sand And stick them in the mud.
For he's down on the boys and the council all around,
And the elevated roads will be put underground.
Take your feet out of the sand And stick them in the mud.

Some Philadelphia dudes always try to mash,
They bang their hair, raise a slight moustache.
Take your feet out of the sand and stick them in the mud.
But dudes get left, for some girls are fly,
And often give them the grand go by,
Take your feet out of the sand and slick them in the mud.

Girls put on your bustles and hustle,
Or with John Thomas Ross you may have to tussle,
Take your feet out of the sand and stick them in the mud.
And boys when the copper is on your track,
Don't look either side, or front or back,
Take your feet out of the sand and stick them in the mud.