Title: American Old Time Song Lyrics
Subject: Traditional & Folk Music
Author: www.traditionalmusic.co.uk
Keywords: Old time music, American, oldtimey, bluegrass

Her Papa Was There - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
HER PAPA WAS THERE. Copyright. 1892, by Frank Tousey. By Felix McGlennon. Arranged by Monroe H. Rosenfeld. 
I went to see my best girl, One lovely evening, one lovely evening. My head was in a whirl, As I approached her front door, At the window she was sitting there. And she looked so good, so pure and fair, And she smiled on me, I bowed, that's all. But I must admit that I did not call. 
Chorus. For her papa was there, her papa was there; I saw his thin whiskers and bald head of hair; He's a foot that can kick and a tongue that can swear, So I didn't call, for her papa was there. 
Her dad is awfully good, Never goes giddy, never goes giddy; Won't look at anything rude-Well, that's what his family thinks, But a giddy show I went to see. Where the ladies' skirts just reached the knee. Others danced in tights, some one said "Bravo"; Who was it? why, right in the very front row. 
Chorus. Her papa was there, her papa was there; swore I would give him away, I declare, But he promised he'd give me his daughter so rare, So I didn't tell that her papa was there. 
Her dad hates young men who spree, Says that he never lakes a drink ever That is stronger than tea-Temperance leader is he: Now I went one day upon a lark, And I made things howl long after dark, And I staggered by, tripped up and fell, A policeman shoved me into a cell-
Chorus. And her papa was there, her papa was there; And purt of the floor with his sobs I did share; It was ten dollars fine, and both fines he did square; Oh! wasn't I glad that her papa was there. 
I went once to the race-track. To see the racers go through their paces. With "toffs" both white and black, Winners I never could lack, So I bet upon a stunning mare. For she couldn't lost, all did declare. But she came in last, as I turned and saw A face I well knew und oh, dear! oh, law-
Chorus. Her papa was there, her papa was there; He had on his face such a look of despair; He was cleaned out and "busted" I heard him declare, So I wasn't alone, for her papa was there. 
I went to see my best girl One lovely morning, one lovely morning, Off to church we did whirl; 
Quickly we two were made one: Oh, the wedding breakfast was sublime, And we had a good old, gay old time. And we drunk and toasted "luck and wealth," Then some one got up And proposed our health-
Chorus. And her papa was there, her papa was there; He said good, young fellows like me were so rare; He made them then think me a saint, I declare, Oh! wasn't I glad that her papa was there.