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That's A Lot of Bunk, song lyrics

Song: That's A Lot of Bunk
Lyrics: Al Wilson(1)(2)(3), James A. Brennan(1)(2)(4), and Mack Henshaw(1)(2)(5)

Music: Al Wilson, James A. Brennan, and Mack Henshaw
Year: 1923(1)(2)
Genre: Comedy
Country: USA


"Don't believe a thing you hear,
Nor half of what you see",
Mother always said to me,
When I was a kid of three.
Now I know that she was right,
Right in ev'ry way,
In the papers every day,
Here's what the headlines say:
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Chorus girls are darned good cooks,
That's a lot of bunk,
And they love to read good books.
That's a lot of bunk.
Two girls took two boys in their car,
And when they got out pretty far,
The boys said, "Stop or we'll tell ma,"
That's a lot of bunk.

Father get a hammer,
There's a fly on baby's head!

This fool song has got no sense,
When all is said and done,
But I think it's lot's of fun,
And I've only just begun,
Now I hope the audience,
Will think that I'm a bore,
And I hope they don't get sore,
'Cause I'm goin' sing some more.
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Taxi drivers never cheat,
That's a lot of bunk.
And cops are always on their beat,
That's a lot of bunk.
I took a show girl out with me,
We dined at Cafe de Paris,
She said, "I'll just take cake and tea,"
That's a lot of bunk.

She knocked my apartment,
And so I knocked her flat.

Waiters never take a tip,
That's a lot of bunk.
Car conductors never gyp,
That's a lot of bunk.
Why only just the other day,
I 'phoned two thousand miles, and say,
I got my number right away,
That's a lot of bunk.

Was engaged to a girl with a wooden leg,
But I broke it off.
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My landlord's a poor old gent,
That's a lot of bunk.
And he's never raised the rent,
That's a lot of bunk.
The cats in all the yard, Oh! my,
They sing so sweet, they sing so high,
I love to hear their lullaby,
That's a lot of bunk.

We got a goat without any nose,
But gosh how he can smell.

Everybody loves to die,
That's a lot of bunk.
Little babies never cry,
That's a lot of bunk.
I met a tramp whose funds were low,
I listened to his tale of woe,
And said, "poor man take all my dough",
That's a lot of bunk.

Actors lead an awful life,
That's a lot of bunk.
Every man's true to his wife,
That's a lot of bunk.
Soldiers fought for you and me,
They fought for our liberty,
They'll get their bonus(6), wait and see!
That's a lot of bunk.

Automobiles come from China, because they go "Hong Kong".




(The version sung on record by Billy Jones and Ernest Hare.)

"Don't believe a thing you hear,
Nor half of what you see",
That's what mother said to me,
When I was a kid of three.
Now I know that she was right,
Right in every way,
In the papers every day,
Here's what the headlines say:
This song was originally posted on protestsonglyrics.net
Chorus girls are darned good cooks,
That's a lot of bunk,
And politicians are not crooks,
That's a lot of bunk.
Two girls took two boys in their car,
And when they got out pretty far,
The boys said, "Stop or we'll tell ma,"
That's a lot of bunk.

Father get a hammer,
There's a fly on baby's head!

Taxi drivers never cheat,
That's a fabrication,
And cops are always on their beat,
And that's a lot of hokum,
I took a show girl out with me,
You dined at Cafe de Paris,
She said, "I'll just take cake and tea,"
That's a lot of bunk.

She knocked my apartment,
And so I knocked her flat.

Waiters never take a tip,
That's a lot of "b", "u", "n", "k",
Car conductors never gyp,
That's a lot of "b", "u", "n", "k",
Only just the other day,
I phoned two thousand miles, and say,
"I got my number right away",
That's a lot of bunk.

We got a goat without any nose,
But gosh how he can smell.

This fool song has got no sense,
When all is said and done,
But I think it's lot's of fun,
And we've only just begun.
Don't you think our audience,
Will think that we're a bore,
Well I hope they don't get sore,
'Cause we're gonna sing lot's more.
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My landlord's a poor old gent,
(musical solo)
And he never raised the rent,
(musical solo)
The cats in all the yard, Oh! my,
They sing so sweet, they sing so high,
I love to hear their lullaby,
(instrumental)

Oh jump in the water,
Then you'll see something swell.

Rich men lead an awful life,
That's a lot of bunk.
Every man's true to his wife,
That's a lot of (uh, uh, uh, be careful),
Soldiers fought for you and me,
They fought for our liberty,
They'll get their bonus(6), wait and see!
That's a lot of bunk.

Automobiles come from China, because they go "Hong Kong".

Everybody loves to die,
That's a lot of bunk.
Little babies never cry,
That's a lot of bunk.
I met a tramp whose funds were low,
I listened to his tale of woe,
And said, "poor man take all my dough",
That's a lot of bunk.

We have apples, we have pears,
yet we have no fruit.
Bump, bumpity, bump, bump, bump, bump.


Notes:

1 - Transcribed from the sheet music published by Edward B. Marks Music Co, New York, New York.

2 - This second variation as transcribed from the OKeh 78 rpm record #4948, recored September 1923, as sung by Billy Jones and Ernest Hare, also on Edison Record 51235-R. Also recorded the month before on Perfect records 12079 by Harry Blake and Robert Judson, August 1923.

3 - Little is known about Al Wilson, other than a few other songs he wrote the lyrics to, such as: The Little Red Schoolhouse, and Happy-Go-Lucky Days and I've Got the Profiteering Blues.

4 - James Alexander Brennan (1885 - 1956), a songwriter from Massashusetts.

5 - Sorry we have no biographical information on Mack Henshaw. If you do and would be willing to share it, please go to the "About" page in the menu at the top and send us an email. Thank you.

6 - WW1 veterans' bonuses The Sad Tale of the Bonus Marchers, and The Bonus Army Invades Washington, D.C., 1932.