American Old Time Song Lyrics: 41 Yes You Are

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 41

YES, YOU ARE.
Copyright, 1898. by Frank Tousey.
Words and Music by A. W. West.
Arranged by Arthur Sinclair.

The men of to-day have some odd little ways,
But so had their grandsires before;
I don't sing in praise of the new-fashioned days,
Or pine for the "good times" of yore;
For you know to your shame, men were ever the same,
And never will alter one jot;
So the ladies, from Eve, vow, declare, and believe,
You fellows are all a bad lot.

Chorus.
Yes, you are! (Audience: No, we're not!)
Oh! yes, you are! (Audience: No, we're not!)
You're a gang of unbelievers, and a pack of gay deceivers,
Yes, you are! (Audience: No, we're not!)
Oh! yes, you are! (Audience: No, we're not!)
Well, the ladies know that I'm quite right.

You say the dear girls all use powder and puff,
And lace themselves fearfully tight;
You hint that with rouge and all manner of stuff
They make their complexion each night.
Do you think they don't know that a lot of you men
Wear tight-fitting corsets as well;
And with soaped-out moustache, brilliantined, cut a dash?
There you are, quite the lardy-dah swell!- Chorus.

You say "pressing business" has kept you away,
Your poor wife sits moping at home,
But you know that's a fib, for you've been to the play,
After which on the "razzle" you roam;
Wind up late at the club, then (sweet business-like hub!)
Arouse your dear wife from her sleep,
Swear your work is just done, tho' its past half-past one,
While upstairs you're unable to creep.- Chorus.