The Swell Up To Date - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE SWELL UP TO DATE. Copyright, MDCCCXCIV, by Henry J. Wehman. Words and Music by Harry S Miller. 
I'm a swell you see-quite naturally, I dress in style to perfection. Although not rude. I may intrude, but in a pleasant way. My style, as shown, 'tis all my own, I say without deception; And ladies fair, most ev'rywhere, they always smile and say: 
I am the swell up to date, boys: doesn't his style plainly show it? Yes, I'm a swell, bona fide swell, the gay, dashing belles they all know it; I dress in the height of the fashion; chappies all say I will rue it, But I have the stuff, And can keep it up, for I got the money to do it. 
At the races say, I'm there each day: I'm the centre of attraction. With turn-out fine, I'm dead In line, the envy of the beaux, I name the horse, upon the course, that wins to satisfaction, And always get the straightest tip, by that it plainly shows: 
Chorus. I am the swell up to date, boys; doesn't his style plainly show it? Yes, I'm a swell, bona fide swell, the gay. dashing belles they all know It; I dress in the height of the fashion; chappies all say I will rue it, But I have the stuff, and can keep it up, for I got the money to do it.