American Old Time Song Lyrics: 51 I Don't Think

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 51

I DON'T THINK
Copyright, 1895, by Widmer-Stigler Music Pub. Co.
Words by Hal Homiston. Music by W. T. Francis.

Some day we'll all be good,
I don't think;
Folks will be understood,
Just the way they really should;
All will be paradise,
Naught on earth but what is nice,
Then there will be no vice,
I don't think;
Every saloon will "close up "as per law,
Drunks on the streets we won't see any more;
Just wait and see the fun
When this grand new life's begun;
We're almost on its brink,
He! he! he! he! he! he! I don't think.

One day a preacher grand,
I don't think;
Thought he would make a stand
And be famous o'er the land;
He'd show the people how
Folks should live, and even now
We're good, you'll all allow,
I don't think.
All the police are quaking in their shoes,
Crooks of all sorts are bilious with the blues;
No extra cash is made,
'Cause policemen are afraid,
And from duty never shrink,
Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! I don't think.

Great good reformers do,
I don't think;
And they are almost through
Purifying theatres too;
Burlesque, on week-day nights,
Will come nnder women's rights,
Girls won't appear in tights,
I don't think.
And, at the op'ra grand, they'll all wear crape;
No girl will dare show any of her shape;
Then we to church will flock,
All sedate in modest frock,
And never take a drink,
Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! I don't think.