Listen everybody: I'm going to sing a song
It won't be dirty: And it won't be long
When you want some whiskey: Right off the *stove*
Go over: And see miss stella gold
The gals from the alley: Slipping all around
Telling everybody: They're leaving town
I got a yellow gal: And a brown named mame
But the best I've ever had: Was the old crow jane
Met a funny fellow: He didn't like girls
Painted his face: And with his hair all curls
I'm staying with a woman: About fifty‑two
I thought she was too old: I'm telling you
