a 1922 popular song
words and music by Bert Kalmar and Harry Ruby
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I’ve looked the big towns over, just like a jay
And I must say; they’re all O. K. but listen
I’m going home tomorrow, I’ll say goodbye
My town’s the best town, and I’ll tell you why
Chorus
“They let you do just as you please
In my home town
Girls wear their skirts up to their knees
In my home town
We’ve got a main street like Broadway
It’s half as bright, but twice as gay
And all the gray-haired papas
Have become finale hoppers
We’ve got a great police force, too
In my home town
He wears a uniform of blue
In my home town
There’s not a drop of hootch in sight
They’ve got the lid down pretty tight
But down at the Elks Club it’s alright
In my home town
- I’m gonna be a hayseed, out in the sticks
With all the hicks, rising at six, each morning
Where ev’ryone is happy and free from care
That life’s the best life and I’ll soon be there
Chorus
Girls wear their skirts up to their knees
In my home town
And you can always find a breeze
In my home town
You very seldom see a cow
They get their milk in bottles now
You just can’t hold the farmers
Since they’ve learned to wear pajamas
One fellow wears a red necktie
In my home town
Boys tip their hats when he walks by
In my home town
We’ve got a man whose name is Zeke
The folks in town call him “the Sheik”
He’s out with a new girl ev’ry week
In my home town
Sung here by Fred Feild: