A Lament On The Popular Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay Oh, Ta-ra-ra 
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A Lament on the Popular "Ta-ra-ra-Boom-de-ay!" OH, TA-RA-RA. Copyright. 1892 by Frank Tousey. Written and Composed by Walter Tilbury. Arranged by Monroe H. Rosenfeld. 
I almost wish that I was deaf or dead, indeed I do; Though this may seem a very, very funny thing to say, Ev'rywhere I hear it, no matter where I go, That awful tune, "Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!" My wife wakes me each morning by singing it to me, With voice about as pretty as the song. Half my life I'd forfeit just to get a little peace. For nothing else I hear the whole day long. 
Chorus. Oh! ta-ra-ra, oh! ta-ra-ra, oh! ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay! It makes me feel so sad; I'm sure I shall go mad thro' this terrible "Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!" 
I'd like to know what I have done, it must be something bad, That I must merit punishment, alas, that's so severe; I've contemplated suicide, 'most anything I'd do To stop that tune from falling on my ear. A dismal little organ, with monkey on the top, Doth groan this lovely air outside my door. No sooner has he gone than a German band will start To play all out of tune this song once more.-Chorus 
I thought I'd go to Boston to recruit my health and strength, The both of which were failing fast and getting worse each day; The stirring tones in op'ra met my ears when I arrived, That echoed forth "Ta-ra-ra-booin-de-ay! " I can't escape it, then," said I, "no matter where I go, It seems to be no use for me to try. If in the next world I were sure they did not play this tune, Without a feeling of regret I'd die." - Chorus.