THERE'S A QUAKER DOWN IN QUAKER TOWN
(David Berg / Alfred Solman, 1916)
Two hours ride old Broadway
There is a sleepy town, they say;
You opened my eyes
And I apologize.
Old William Penn, please pardon me,
One of your sons I want to be
You love your quakers,
And I love one too
That's why I'm strong for you.
There's a quaker down in Quaker town,
When I am around she sighs
But down in her heart, I know,
She's not so slow,
For oh, oh, oh, oh!
Like the waters still she's very deep
She knows a heap, I found,
She has that "Meet me later" look,
And oh, she knows her book,
This little Quaker down in Quaker town.