A popular song from 1920.
Words by Grant Clarke.
Music by Milton Ager.
Song suggested by Laurence Rubenstein.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I know a chicken-chasing millionaire
He used to have a lot of girls, I swear
Now he’s got none to help him spend his dough
Can’t get a one that’s why he’s worried so
He said, “I’m rich, but still they run away”
I said, “They’re diff’rent today”
Chorus:
Oh, they won’t call you honey, because you’ve got money
It isn’t for money they sigh
You could once grab a queen with your big limousine
But now times are changing, you know what I mean
Oh, they won’t know you’re living, if all you can give ’em
Is just pretty diamonds and pearls
It’s the smart little feller who stocked up his cellar
That’s getting the beautiful girls
- Now-‘days you’ll see a girlie full of charm
Just madly clinging to an old guy’s arm
If he is feeble and he has no hair
Then you can bet he’s got a jug somewhere
Don’t think they crave you if they smile and wink
All that they crave is a drink
Chorus:
Oh, you won’t satisfy them, with presents you buy them
It isn’t for presents they pine
Once they wanted a guy for the rocks he could buy
But now it’s the guy with the old Rock and Rye
You may live in a palace, but Annette and Alice
Will pass up the Dukes and the Earls
For some guy in a shanty, with lots of Chianti
He’s getting the beautiful girls
Sung here by Fred Feild: