I only had 50 cents

              I ONLY HAD 

50 CENTS' [sic] 

Sung by Sam. Devere, at Holliday St. Theatre. 

I took my girl to a fancy ball, it was a social hop, 
We stayed until the folks went home and the music it did stop,  
Then we went to a restaurant, the best one in the street, 
She said she wasn't hungry, but this is what she eat: 

Chorus; - A dozen raw, a plate of slaw, some chicken and some roast, 
Asparagus, apple sass, soft shell crabs on toast, 
A bowl of stew, and crackers, too, her appetite was immence, 
When she called for pie I thought I'd die, 
For I only had fifty cents. 

She said she wasn't hungry, and didn't care to eat. 
Now I have money in my clothes to bet she can't be beat. 
She took things so easy, She's got an awful tank; 
She said she wasn't thirsty, but this is what she drank: 

Chorus: - A whiskey skin, a glass of gin, it made me shake with fear; 
A ginger pop, a rum on top, a schooner then of beer, 
A glass of ale, a gin cock-tail, she ought of had more sense, 
When she called for more I fell on the floor, 
For I only had fifty cents. 

Now you bet I wasn't hungry, and didn't care to eat, 
Expecting every moment to be kicked out in the street; 
She said she would bring her family round some day and have some fun 
I gave the man my fifty cents, and this is what he done: 

Chorus: - He tore my clothes, he mashed my nose, he hit me in the face, 
He gave me a prize, with a pair of black eyes, 
With me he swept up the place, 
He took me where my clothes hung loose, throwed me over the fence 
Take my advice, don't try this twice when you've only got fifty cents. 

Wm. J. Schmidt, 360 Mulberry Street, Baltimore. 
Publisher of American, English, Irish, Dutch, Negro, Sailor, Soldier, 
Comic, Humerous [sic], College, Sentimental, Social and Religious, 
Choice Selected Standard Songs.