This Is The Town For Nellie - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THIS IS THE TOWN FOR NELLIE. Copyright, 1891, by Henry J. Wehman. Written, Composed and Sung by Jas. McAvoy. 
The song I'll sing I hope 'twill please-to make it go I'll tryIt's about a girl called Nellie, a maiden awfully fly; She visited towns both great and small; she traveled near and far. But most of them were one-night stands and none of them suited her. The gal she hailed from Kankakee, from the State of Illinois; The town it was not large enough; she shook the country boys; She look the train and started East and landed in New York, And as soon as she struck old Union Square, to herself she did remark: 
Chorus. Well, this Is the town for Nellie, this is the place for Nell; I've made up my mind to settle down; I am sure I will do well; The sights around the Morton House they fairly knocked her silly; Says she, Tra la la le, old Kankakee, oh, this is the town for Nellie. 
That night she saw New York lit up- it filled her heart with glee-She kicked herself and sorry she ever was born in Kankakee. From Fourteenth Street to Twenty-third a dozen times she ran, Looking in all the windows like a jay from Olean; Her Chicago feet were heavy, but her head and heart were light; She walked all over the Bowery then till nine o'clock that night; She's clerking up in Macy's since she's made up her mind to stay: She's furnished a flat with her aunt tip-town-now you could not club her away. 
Chorus. Oh, this is the town for Nellie, this is the city for Nell; And why she clerks In Macy's I never, never could tell; She says New York it beats Chicago, Boston, Cin., or Phillle; There's no hayseed on her, you bet, this is the place for Nellie. 
She can tell you every street in town-she's never yet been lost; She's always dressed in the very best, no matter what it costs; Her aunt sometimes is anxious if Nell is late to tea; But let her alone and she'll come home-she carries her own night-key; She takes in all the matinees and every night she goes to plays, But after ten she never stays unless she goes to dine; Telephones make too much noise; she sends her notes by messenger-boy, And when she comes out of the Hoffman cafe the dudes are standing in line. 
Chorus. They say, this is the town for Nell, this place for Nell: Both day and night she's out of sight-old gal, you're looking well; But the gawk that you got with you he's getting awfully swelly, But, whoever he is, he knows his bus., and he is the boy for Nellie.