A comic song from 1922.
Words and music by Jack Norworth, Arthur Swanstrom, and Al Piantadosi.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- A boy and a girlie were lovers
Which in itself is not new
He didn’t have a cent in the world
And that made the girlie feel blue
She tried to postpone the day
Till she heard her sweetheart say
Chorus
“People like us don’t have to worry
People like us can afford to smile
Most all the while
And when the storm clouds gather
We don’t make a fuss
We know that they can never do much damage
To people like us
Why should we care
If some have all the wealth
We’ve got our share of sunshine
Happiness and health
I know that
People like us don’t have to worry
‘Cause things can’t be much worse
For people like us”
- She sat alone all the day dreaming
Wishing her dreams would come true
She longed for things that she didn’t have
He whispered “dear heart, don’t be blue
We’ve much to be thankful for”
Then she heart him say once more
Chorus
“People like us don’t have to worry
People like us have to work all day
But oh, say, every Sunday morning
It’s a diff’rent case
‘Cause when the clock goes off at seven thirty
We laugh in its face
Then after dark, beneath the rising moon
Out in the park we find a lovely spot to spoon
I said that
People like us don’t have to worry
‘Cause Monday brings more work for people like us”
Chorus
“People like us stand up in trolleys
People like us fall in someone’s lap
And get a slap
And we are packed like sardines
In the supper rush
And ev’ry time they slam the doors
Why six or seven ribs they crush
When the car starts we stumble all about
When the car stops we find we can’t get in or out
I sad that
People like us don’t have to worry
After all what’s a arm or a leg to people like us”
Sung here by Fred Feild: