Lyrics:
First verse
If you'll give me your attention now, a few things I'll relate They're all about the papers of the day, They have grown to such a number that they're found in ev'ry State And in the foreign countries far away You'll find them in the mansion, you will find them in the hut, You will find them in the country everywhere, You may search the lowest valley, you may climb the mountain's high top, And you'll find that there are papers even there
Second verse
My sist'r Julie had a fellow and he was an aeronaut, One day he took her up in a balloon, When he put his arm around her waist the blushes then were brought While he and Julie circl'd around the moon Now Julie was in Heaven while he told her lots of taff', for he knew there're no reporters in the air, So he kiss'd her and caress'd her, and then to his bosom press'd her, And it shows the ""press"" was represented there
Third verse
And one day my sister Julie strolled through a vacant lot, Dress’d in her Sunday go-to-meeting clothes, But she didn’t see the Billie Goat there grazing on the spot So when she stoop’d to pluck a little rose But Billie saw my sister and he lower’d down his head, And, oh! then she went a flying through the air, In the hustle and the tussel, you could hear her bustle rustle, And it shows tht there were papers even there
