That's Where My Money Goes 1900

by James Pitt-Payne, London - 24 Jan 2009
2009

Dick Davis ran a barber shop
the swellest in the town,
and shaved the aristocracy
for many miles around.
He had ten men all hustling
and working round the place,
while money kept a coming in
from scraping ev'ry face.
But one cloudy afternoon
his help went out on a strike,
said they, Dick, where's our wages
why don't you treat us right?
We've been a working for you
yes very near a year.
You say you have no money Dick
where did it disappear.

Why boys,
my money goes
to dress my baby.
I buy her ev'rything
to keep her in style.
She's worth her weight in gold,
this colored lady,
so boys, that's where my money goes.

Why boys,
my money goes
to dress my baby.
I buy her ev'rything
to keep her in style.
She's worth her weight in gold,
this colored lady,
so boys, that's where my money goes.

Now Dick, he is a worried man,
the barbers want his life.
They just found where his money goes,
he spends it on his wife.
The other day a dead swell girl
came down the thoroughfare,
which made a lot of sporty coons
all tip their hats and stare.
Just then Dick David walked around
as proud as he could be,
and to them sporty niggers said:
"She belongs to me."
I bought that hat and diamonds
and also all them clothes.
But now she's gone a shopping
so that's where my money goes.

Why boys,
my money goes
to dress my baby.
I buy her ev'rything
to keep her in style.
She's worth her weight in gold,
this colored lady,
so boys, that's where my money goes.

Why boys,
my money goes
to dress my baby.
I buy her ev'rything
to keep her in style.
She's worth her weight in gold,
this colored lady,
so boys, that's where my money goes.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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That's Where My Money Goes 1900
Music by R.P.Lilly
Lyrics by Walter Daniels
© 1900 by Jos.Morris - Phila, Pa.
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sequenec & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 24 January 2009 at 14.50
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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