The Broadway Swell And Brooklyn Belle - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE BROADWAY SWELL AND BROOKLYN BELLE. 
I guess you'll wonder to see me A walking down the street, I would not do so, but I hope A nice young girl to meet. In a buggy through the town I drive, That you must know full well, And New York City could not thrive Without this Broadway swell. 
Chorus. Oh, I'm a swell, you all know well, The figure head of this young swell, If you don't know, the folks will tell That I am called the Broadway swell. She-From Brooklyn I have just come over, A nice young man to see, I met him at the Central Park, And he vowed that he loved me. I guess you know him well enough, For he's called the Broadway swell, And I am known by all the folks As the handsome Brooklyn belle. 
Chorus. Oh, I'm a belle, and you I tell I dearly love this Broadway swell, He is such a swell, and in love fell With me, the handsome Brooklyn belle. He-She's here! She-He's come! He-Good evening, Miss! Sue-Good evening, sir, oh, dear! He-Pray, why that sigh? I'm sure that I Won't harm you, never fear. She-I'm glad to see you, sir, I'm sure, My feelings none can tell. He-And be certain, Miss, that I adore The charming Brooklyn belle. She-Oh, I'm a belleHe-And I'm a swell-Both-That we are so the folks will tell, And we both love each other well, 
He-Where'er we go the fashions we Will set, you may depend. She-I'll wear a little cocky hat, Also the Grecian bend. He-So, kind friends, we must leave you now, And hasten home, pell-mell. Sue-The bands of wedlock soon Shall bind this handsome Broadway swell.-Chorus