Good-evening - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
GOOD-EVENING. 
I had been dining rather late, The fact I think it best to state, As I strolled out without a mate, One very pleasant evening. On fancy beats my steps were led, As onward through the (streets I strayed, A lovely figure I saw ahead, Walked past and said: " Good-evening." 
I felt a disappointed dunce. Not a word she answered in response, Though I repeated more than once: "Good-evening, Miss, good-evening." At length she turned her head this way-And you can judge of my dismay-She was fifty-five if she was a day-And of course I add: " Good-evening." 
My disappointment made me queer, I stepped into an ale-house near. Addressed the bar-maid thus: " My dear, A glass of ale-good-evening." "With sparkling eyes she an ale soon served-What is it makes me so unnerved? Close standing by me I observed My tailor: sir! good-evening. Spoken.-How do you do, sir? I am always happy to see my tailor, especially when I don't owe him anything. Good-evening, sir, good-evening! 
His presence spoiled my wish to stay, I reached the door, then heard her say: "Please pay before you go away, Ten cents, sir, then good-evening." "Pray, pardon, Miss, I beg of you, I quite forgot." (and that was true,) The tailor says: " You often do; Good-evening, Snooze, good evening." 
I felt a blush come o'er my face, At such a crowd and such" disgrace; They shouted as I left the place: "Good-evening, Snooze, good-evening." Policeman Jones, outside the door. Increased my misery more and more; He says: " I've watched your little game before, Get "out of my beat-good-evening." 
I left his beat, it did not suit, To argue with the stupid brute. Or hear him make me that salute: "Good-evening, Snooze, good-evening." Into a lane I made a dive, A fresh street reached more dead than alive; And there met Miss Fifty-five, Who simpered out: "Good-evening, Johnny, good-evening." 
I hired a hack myself to save, And handsome to him did behave; Two fares for one I did him give, On that unlucky evening. When I found out what I had done, I turned and found the cab had gone; But I'll not forget the driver's tone. As he remarked: "Good-evening, sir, good-evening." 
But strange things happen for the best, If you're amused I'll waive the rest; Like the backman you'll enjoy the jest At my expense this evening. But luckily he's left me here, This place" where I have naught to fear; So with kind regards to all friends here, I beg to say: " Good-evening."