The Man Who Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo

A comic song from the British music hall, 1892.
words and music by Fred Gilbert

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The sheet music:

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Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:

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Lyrics

1. I’ve just got here, through Paris
   From the sunny southern shore
   I to Monte Carlo went
   Just to raise my winter’s rent
   Dame Fortune smiled upon me
   As she’d never done before
   And I’ve now such lots of money I’m a gent
   Yes, I’ve now such lots of money, I’m a gent

Chorus
As I walk along the Bois Boo-long
With an independent air
You can hear the girls declare
“He must be a Millionaire”
You can hear them sigh, and wish to die
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo

2. I stay indoors till after lunch
   And then my daily walk
   To the great Triumphal Arch
   Is one grand triumphal march
   Observed by each observer
   With the keenness of a hawk
   I’m a mass of money, linen, silk, and starch
   I’m a mass of money, linen, silk, and starch
3. I patronized the tables
   At the Monte Carlo hell
   Till they hadn’t got a son
   For a Christian or a Jew
   So I quickly went to Paris
   For the charms of mad’moiselle
   Who’s the loadstone of my heart, what can I do
   When with twenty tongues
   She swears that she’ll be true?

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Sung here by Fred Feild: