American Old Time Song Lyrics: 37 An Aggravating Ditty
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 37
AN AGGRAVATING DITTY.
Copyright, 1892, by Willis Woodward & Co.
By Henry J. Sayers.
I am shrouded in the darkest sort of gloom der-e,
For I fear I'm being driven to my doom der-e
By an aggravating ditty, which I don't consider witty,
And they call the horrid thing "Ta-ra-ra boomn-der-e!"
I fear that When the Summer roses bloom der-e.
You will read in golden letters on my tomb der-e:
The chol'ia never licked him, but he died an easy victim
To that universal scourge-Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e!
Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, ta-ra-ra boom der-e,
Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, ta-ra-ra boom der-e.
Ev'ry car conductor, stable boy and groom der-e,
Ev'ry hotel clerk, and chambermaid with broom der-e,
Make my nervous system brisle when they try to sing or whistle
That atrocious and absurd Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e.
I've a double-barreled shot-gun in my room der-e,
And I'll fire it at the first-no mailer whom der-e.
Escape me?-Well, I guess not, if they try to sing that chestnut,
That silly-billy song, Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e.
Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, etc.
'Tis the song that made "Johnny get his gun" der-e,
And put "little Annie Rooney" on the bum der-e;
They say its sung by preachers-Dr. Parkhurst had good teachers
For this tricky little song-Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e.
Oh, Lottie Collins she's been down the bay der-e,
And she's been disinfected-so they say der-e:
Says America needs hanging; but we think her hair needs banging,
For there's whiskers on her song-Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e.
Ta-ra ra boom-der-e, tar-ra-ra boom-der-a, etc.
You all have heard of "Maggie Murphy's Home" der-e,
And "Come where the Pretty Lillies Bloom" der-e;
As a song to sing, 'tis easy; but it's just a trifle cheesey-
Is this tantalizing song - Ta-ra-ra boomi-der-e.
A Salvation Army drummer, with his drum der-e,
And the guy who toots the cornet is his chum der-e;
As musicians, they're beginners; and their music makes us sinners,
With their ta-ra al-leluiah Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e!
Ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, ta-ra-ra boom-der-e, etc.