The 20th Century Rag 1914

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 11 Dec 2007
2007

The other day the papers say
Mister Rockefeller made a speech
a peach, he said: "Now days,
there's many ways for each boy
to be a Rockefeller like me.
Take my advice, bank books are nice,
little boys should save up
ev'ry penny they earn,
in these hard times,
save all your dimes,
for Heaven help the man who hasn't any we learn,
because it's

Hustle, Bustle,
life is just a tussle,
ev'rybody seems to holler
let me have another dollar,
millionaires all worry,
how am I goin' to get another million in a hurry;
Nab it, grab it,
get the dollar habit,
life is just a money bag.
From the Wall Street chaps
to the newsies shootin' craps,
there's just one idea
underneath their caps
to be broke is deadly,
that's a medley called
the Twentieth Century Rag.

Hustle, Bustle,
life is just a tussle,
ev'rybody seems to holler
let me have another dollar,
millionaires all worry,
how am I goin' to get another million in a hurry;
Nab it, grab it,
get the dollar habit,
life is just a money bag.
From the Wall Street chaps
to the newsies shootin' craps,
there's just one idea
underneath their caps
to be broke is deadly,
that's a medley called
the Twentieth Century Rag.

If you peruse the daily news,
you'll find that new millionaires
appear each year,
there's gold in store,
for many more if they don't expect it
to be brought to their door,
Go take a chance, try to advance,
don't be satisfied to live on
just ham and beans,
go right to work,
work like a Turk,
for that's the only way
to own those big limousines,
because it's

Hustle, Bustle,
life is just a tussle,
ev'rybody seems to holler
let me have another dollar,
millionaires all worry,
how am I goin' to get another million in a hurry;
Nab it, grab it,
get the dollar habit,
life is just a money bag.
From the Wall Street chaps
to the newsies shootin' craps,
there's just one idea
underneath their caps
to be broke is deadly,
that's a medley called
the Twentieth Century Rag.

Hustle, Bustle,
life is just a tussle,
ev'rybody seems to holler
let me have another dollar,
millionaires all worry,
how am I goin' to get another million in a hurry;
Nab it, grab it,
get the dollar habit,
life is just a money bag.
From the Wall Street chaps
to the newsies shootin' craps,
there's just one idea
underneath their caps
to be broke is deadly,
that's a medley called
the Twentieth Century Rag.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The 20th Century Rag 1914
Music by Maurice Abrahams
Lyrics by Grant Clarke & Edgar Leslie
© MCMXIV by Maurice Abrahams Co.Inc. N.Y.C.
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sequence by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 11 December 2007 at 08.21
in association with Doug Grierson
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