Young Man from the Country

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Young Man From The Country.

I’m a young man from the country,
From Schenectady I came,
A free and easy fellow—
There’s no need to tell my name.
I know my way about, a bit—
With both eyes can I see;
I’m a young man from the country,
But you don’t get over me.

I hailed a coach, down at the Park,
For to take me up town;
I went as far as Union Square,
And there he put me down.
Says I: Now mister, what’s your fare?
Five dollars, sir, says he.
Says I: I’m from the country,
But you don’t “five dollar” me.

I went out to the Fashion course;
I wished to see the race;
I found a crowd of sharpers there,
Collected in the place.
I’ll lay you odds, says one, and lay
The stakes with Captain B......
Says I: I’m from the country,
But you don’t “captain” me!

I took a walk about the course,
There all the fun to view;
They were playing various little games,
And three-card MONTE, too.
A thimble rigger wished to bet
I could find “the Pea,”
Says I: I’m from the country,
But you don’t “thimble” me.”

I visited a billiard-room,
But felt inclined to walk,
When my opponent, from his pocket,
Pulled out a piece of chalk;
He let me win two quarter-games—
Play for a “V,” says he,
Says I: I’m from the country,
But you don’t “perform” on me!

You’ll think I’m fond of singing:
The charge, I own, is true;
Who would not be delighted
To amuse such friends as you!
But when I come to sing a song,
You shout for two or three;
I’m a young man from the country,
But you don’t get over me!

Item Information help

  • Item ID
    bsvg301408
  • DCMI Type
    Still Image
  • Creator
    Pastor, Tony, 1837-1908
  • Title
  • Illustrated
  • Extent
    20 cm x 12 cm
  • Genre
    broadsides
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