Show Tho Philosophic Cabman I Why do you stand on the corner there The dreary long night through Why exchange tho sun for electric glare Why the llfo of tho owl live you Then the cabman laughed a gleeful laugh Whllo hl belt ho buttoned tight I Why for fun said he there Is moro by half I I After twelve oclock at night For 1C I should tell all tho sights I sec Or of ono Just now and then The greatest row In this town would be That thero over before has been I Why wo are tho confidants dont you know Of the gayest of tho gay Of the lady fair and the rich young beau I And the wife whoso lords away And tho things they do and the way Itu done Would fill a volume quite Arid wo cary them homo nil one by one After tvvelvo oclock at night Tho darling wife goes home to her dear And the beau with never a plunk rlunk And half of tho crowd arc wild with fear And the other half arc drunk Thats the reason I IMO the aim and day lror tho limo when watch dogs howl Though tho birds sing sweet nnd tho tlowpni aro gay Just give mo tho life of tho owl |