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That's the Ticket 
That's the Ticket (Art Thieme)
 C F Lovely Nancy ran a shoe repair shop C G7 Darling Willie brought her his boots C F For to have the soles with leather bound up C G7 C And to have the heels elevate his foots. 
"I have two pair of leather sea boots One pair it is plumb wore through I'll leave this pair for you to fix and polish I'll wear the others and think of you." 
"Yes, my dear, I'm going sailing Seven years upon the sea What is there that we can split between us As a token of our love to be?" 
"Willie dear, here's your claim ticket Numbered eight thousand and forty-nine I'll guard mine and you may cherish your half As a love to-ken to last through time." 
He took his ticket and went a-sailing He sailed the sea for seven years Until at last his boots with holes were riddled And he figured it was time to return to her. 
And on one fair October morning He walked into the old shoe place His slicker covered ticket eight-oh-four-nine And his love stared blankly at his bearded face 
"Lovely Nancy, pray be my bride." "Oh no, old man, that cannot be. I have a young love out upon the ocean When his boots wear out he'll return to me." 
He threw open his old worn raincoat, 
Flashed the ticket, eight-oh-four-nine, "Nancy dear, it's me, I'm your true lover Returned for my boots, and to make you mine." 
"Willie dear, you have return-ed We'll be married by the old church door But the boots you brought for soles and heels and polish They won't be ready till Friday at four." 
This young couple were childhood sweethearts She was a child and he was a hood They lived a life of blissful pure devotion My song is now ended and I think that's good. 
RPf