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; 
"Old Philadelphia," 
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! 
Those eyes! 
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.