Classic Poem

VERSE 1

Listen to my tale of woe,
It's terribly sad, but true:
All dressed up, no place to go,
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some winsome miss;
Can't go on like this.
I could blossom out, I know,
With somebody just like you.
So —

REFRAIN 1

Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh, lady, be good to me!
I am so awf'ly misunderstood,
So, lady, be good to me.
Oh, please have some pity —
I'm all alone in this big city.
I tell you
I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady, be good to me.

VERSE 2

Auburn and brunette and blonde:
I love 'em all, tall or small.
But somehow they don't grow fond;
They stagger but never fall.
Winter's gone, and now it's Spring!
Love! where is thy sting?
If somebody won't respond,
I'm going to end it all.
So —

REFRAIN 2

Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh, lady, be good to me!
I am so awf'ly misunderstood,
So, lady, be good to me.
This is tulip weather —
So let's put two and two together.
I tell you
I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady, be good to me.