NIGHT-TIME IN LITTLE ITALY
(Joe McCarthy / Fred Fisher, 1917)
When the day has gone to sleep lights begin to shine
To a latin haunt I creep a place that I called mine
There's laughter and joy and the music is grand
In my Bohemia Land.
When the Cello sweetly hums
Some sweet melody
Through each little strain there comes a voice of Italy
Eat, drink and be merry you'll hear each one say,
Life's worth a living that way.
Night time down town in little Italy,
(Chillie Billie, Bee)
Down 'round my old Mulberry
You'll hear the mandolins play
When she rolls those big black eyes at me
I want to be in Napoli
where dark win will make you happy as can be,
(Baby on your knee)
You're one of the family
When they sing, chillibillibi,
you leave your home and mother
everybody eat and drink and love each other,
When its night time down in Little Italy.