Show Old David in the days of old got riled one day and men are liars dash their I'll teU eU V em to their And through the ages handed down son from The india-rubber attribute of Doctor Cook went out to look around to find the p u He got so cold he almost froze the marrow in his g. He I know a thing that will male e i people stare I'lL say I've found the frosty stub and nailed nu m Glory So he sailed down through a crack in the Arctic's ic And far and near to the credulous ear the villain lie did But now he's gentle as a and meekly He says he never touched the pole since the day that he was The most of us imagine that with Peary But he has got a better cinch upon the liar Old Ananias got a good round price For his farm and his house and He took about half and stuffed it away In the hole of an ancient Then he handed the rest to I And said that's the whole of the I wish there was more to add to the For all I have is But that is the I swear by my I can prove what I say by They told him he so he fell down and he was an eminent hoss is a says Deacon he wants to sell his sound as a and his pedigree Dates back to Plymouth You take him at the good man's You think you are getting a But when he sits down on the way to town plain you've been nipped by a says the gossip with a tongue like i Susie is in So the story goes round like a motherless Or an old yellow cat out to No word of it's true as it's whispered to But nothing will kindle hell's fires So fierce nor so hot as the slanderous rot Of a pack of despicable We lie about Santa lie about We about snakes and we lie if we wish About every old thing we hear over the we're a race of magnificent P. L. Taylor in New Albany |