When You're In Town 1911

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 24 Aug 2007
2007

One fine day, on Broadway,
Simple Sally Brown,
met a trav'ling salesman
who was trav'ling around,
"Howdy do, how are you?
Let's go see the town."
Sally answered: "What a pity,
I would like to
but the city folks would talk,
they would talk,
you know that they can,
but I'd like to know you better,
Mister Trav'ling Man."

When you're in town,
in my home town,
look me up, look me up,
I'll be happy to see you,
when you're passing my way,
drop in and stay,
if you'll come, you're welcome
as flowers in May,
and you can hang your samples
on a sour apple tree,
and I'll see that no one's around,
for I'd much rather walk
where the neighbours don't talk,
when in town call around, goodbye.

When you're in town,
in my home town,
look me up, look me up,
I'll be happy to see you,
when you're passing my way,
drop in and stay,
if you'll come, you're welcome
as flowers in May,
and you can hang your samples
on a sour apple tree,
and I'll see that no one's around,
for I'd much rather walk
where the neighbours don't talk,
when in town call around, goodbye.

Sally Brown settled down,
wed her trav'ling man,
he said: "Dearie, I'll be home
as much as I can."
Trav'ling men, now and then
get a telegram,
their employer sends a wire:
"Go and see a certain buyer."
Looking 'round, Sally found
in her hubby's coat,
seven diff'rent notes,
that seven diff'rent females wrote.

When you're in town,
in my home town,
look me up, look me up,
I'll be happy to see you,
when you're passing my way,
drop in and stay,
if you'll come, you're welcome
as flowers in May,
and you can hang your samples
on a sour apple tree,
and I'll see that no one's around,
for I'd much rather walk
where the neighbours don't talk,
when in town call around, goodbye.

When you're in town,
in my home town,
look me up, look me up,
I'll be happy to see you,
when you're passing my way,
drop in and stay,
if you'll come, you're welcome
as flowers in May,
and you can hang your samples
on a sour apple tree,
and I'll see that no one's around,
for I'd much rather walk
where the neighbours don't talk,
when in town call around, goodbye.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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When You're In Town 1911
Words & Music by Irving Berlin
© 1911 by Ted Snyder Co.Inc.  N.Y.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 24 August 2007 at 2.26pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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