American Old Time Song Lyrics: 38 The German Masher

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 38

THE GERMAN MASHER.
Copyright, 1883, by Will H. Kennedy.
As sung by John W. Ransone in "Across the Atlantic."

I vas a masher as you can plainly see,
Ven I walk out upon dot street de gals all wink at me;
Dey write love letters, fifty every day.
Ven I go out now dis is what dey say:
"There goes a masher, a German masher,"
Und all de girls dey cry, dot's when I pass dem by:
"Now, ain't he pretty," ' And "He's so witty,"
Oh! you'll hear that talk all over in de city.

Chorus.
"There goes a masher, a German masher,"
Und all de girls dey cry, dot's when I pass dera by:
"Now, ain't he pretty," and "He's so witty,"
Oh! you'll hear dot talk all over in de city.

I stood by der corner on every Saturday,
A-mashing pretty girls as dey come from de matinee,
I was de boss flirter mit der handkerchief so gay;
I'll told you now what happened to me one day.
'Twas in de evening and I vas flirting,
Just den a girl came by; I touched her on de arm;
'Twas love at first sight, I was a little tight,
Now it happened dot her father vas a policeman.

Spoken (after 2d verse only).-Yes! he vas a bolicemans, und as we walked
down de street to de station-house, you could hear de girls all whispering to each
other:- Chorus.