| Show tn n our town there Is no bar in our small town there Is no bar no booze Is bold s old in flask or jar no signs announcing ice cold beer up on our main street appear r when wed med assuage our dusty thirst we quote the motto safety first and to tl e nearest hydrant trail and drink three quarts of adam a ale five thousand people good and bad are dwelling in our lovely grad and when tl tie e week of toll ie is done they set forth to have some fun not one of all that cheerful che erfal throng goes seeking I 1 quor red and strong there Is no liquor here to seek and so the seeker d be a freak of course it makes a strong man groan to have some money all his own and find he cannot blow it in all for cool refresh ing square face gin and rind often times in his despair he buy buys hie his children shoo to wear or gives hie his wife a large green bill which eh uld be in the brewer s till III or driven frantic by tie tl e lw nw which bare bars the bug luice julee from his maw a law devised by some fool crank he puts bis his adney in the lank or buys himself a house and lot while he a with indignation hot the news our papers print Is stale there are no doings at the lail jail our people lead lives our hus husbands banIs seldom beat their wives not once a year are prison bunks engaged by plain or fancy y drunks it to ia stupid life we lead 14 and much I 1 fear we me 11 go to seed we ought to have a boozing hen and put our jail in use again |
