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A LITTLE SONG OF LITTLE THINGS. |
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A LITTLE SONG OF LITTLE THINGS.
A Little Comic Ditty,
&nng by the late John Winans, at the National and Bowery Theatres,
AiR—"Fine Old Irish Gentleman."
I'll sing to you a little song, in little jingling rhymes, 'Bout little folks and little things in these funny little times, Their little ways, their little deeds—though perhaps I've
little cause, And very little skill, indeed, to merit your applause— For this is a little history of little modern times.
The little joys of former times have nearly passed away; There's very little labor now, and very little pay: All things with being little here we honestly may charge, If we except the taxes, which you'll own are very large—
For this is, etc.
"We've very little orators, who take no little pains To show the world at large that they have very little brainy We've little men in Congress, who are no little bore, Besides a little bank-bill to oppress the little poor—
For this is, etc.
We've little swells about the town, who've a very little
purse; And pert and prudish little maids, with a little child at
nurse; And little foppish dandy sparks, whose credit's very queer, Who strut their little forms about to quiz the little fair—
For this is, etc.
And then we've pretty little girls, who pore o'er little
sonnets, With little waists and little feet, and little fancy bonnets, Who paint their pretty little cheeks, and play their little
parts, To win the little men's sweet smiles, and please their little
hearts— For this is, etc. |
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