A popular song from 1906
Words by Bartley Costello
Music by Albert Von Tilzer
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Gerd Westendorp:
Lyrics
- Who came to my restaurant in Louisville
Dressed to kill, ate his fill
Jollied me along and never paid his bill
Said I ought to act?
He said that I’d be a star right on Broadway
Get big pay, just to play
Guess I’m nothing but a fallen star today
I’ve got my trunk all packed
Chorus
Please give me a ticket to Louisville
You can have your one horse stage
Keep you spears and footlights
I’ve had my fill
I don’t want to be the rage
Just a bit of paste-board with some printing on
I will never rest until
I hear a whistle blowing
And I’m on that train a-going
Please give me a ticket for Louisville
- When I think of Louisville and juicy steaks
My heart aches, almost breaks
I just say to myself, Lord, for goodness sakes
Goodbye, Vaudeville
When I gets so hungry and I got no pay
I just say, on your way
There is just one place on earth I want to stay
Me for Louisville
Sung here by Vancha March: