I Cannot See Where It Comes In - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
I Cannot See Where It Comes In. Copyright, 1888, by Ibsen & Co. Words by Harry C. Clarke. Music by Jerome Hill. 
To satirize topics some think very wrong, But I cannot see where it comes in; You'll probably say when I've finish'd this song, I cannot see where it comes in. I'll tell you of things that are now all the rage, Not chestnuts of antediluvian age; And until I've sung them I wont quit the stage, For I cannot see where it comes in. 
I'm courting a girl, but her father says, no! And I cannot see where it comes in; He looks at the clock to remind me to go, But I cannot see where it comes in. I spoke of toboggan this answer I drew, "Toboggan, " says dad, "Oh. that never would do, Unless you take me and the family, too!" But I cannot see where they come in. 
My wife says "her mother's just too sweet to live" But I cannot see where it comes in; Her ma's little weakness I must forgive, But I cannot see where it comes in. She swears at the servants and wants them all fired, She wakes up the babies when I have retired: And what she is good for, I've often inquired, But I cannot see where she comes in. 
Some think that the shop girls have nothing to do, But I cannot see where it comes in; They're expected to labor 'till nightfall for you. But I cannot see where it comes in. Some folks keep the saleswoman slaving along, Displaying the goods, then they placidly say: I don't think I want any dry goods to day! But I cannot see where it comes in. 
(Drinking Water.) Some tell us that water's a good thing to drink, But I cannot see where it comes in; This town cannot boast of its water, I think, So I cannot see where it comes in. I once tried to drink some, it then came to pass, That worms, caterpillars, brown paper and grass, Were a few of the thing3 that I found in the glass, And I cannot see where they come in. 
(Street Cars.) I'm told that the cars are convenient things, But I cannot see where it comes in; The dust to your pants so persistently clings, And I cannot see where it comes in. You rise for a lady and beg her to sit, She'll accept quick enough, but her brows she will knit; Do you think die will thank you? No, devil a bit! She cannot see where it comes in. 
(Prize Fights.) There is far too much talk about Smith and John L., And I cannot see where it comes in; They don't seem to fight, yet the gate receipts swell, And I cannot see where it comes in. They say that Jim Smith fought Kilrain very well. Of the exploits of both I have heard people tell; 
But compared with the world renowned champion, John L., I cannot see where they come in. 
(Choke off.) It's all very well to keep singing to you, But I cannot see where it comes in; My larynx is cracked, if not broken in two. And I cannot see where it comes in. Your patience to-night I have-greatly admired, But to linger much longer would make you all tired. And to hang around here 'till I'm bodily fired, Well, I cannot see where it comes in.