
Forty-Five Minutes From Broadway George M. Cohan
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The West, so they say
Is home of the jay
And Missouri's the state
That can grind them
This may all be
But just take it from me
You don't have to go
Out West to find them
If you want to see
The real jay delegation
The place where the
Real rubens dwell
Just hop on a train
At the Grand Central Station
Get off when they shout
"New Rochelle."
Only forty-five minutes from Broadway
Think of the changes it brings;
For the short time it takes
What a diff'rence it makes
In the ways of the people and things
Oh! What a fine bunch of rubens
Oh! what a jay atmosphere;
They have whiskers like hay
And imagine Broadway
Only forty-five minutes from here
Is home of the jay
And Missouri's the state
That can grind them
This may all be
But just take it from me
You don't have to go
Out West to find them
If you want to see
The real jay delegation
The place where the
Real rubens dwell
Just hop on a train
At the Grand Central Station
Get off when they shout
"New Rochelle."
Only forty-five minutes from Broadway
Think of the changes it brings;
For the short time it takes
What a diff'rence it makes
In the ways of the people and things
Oh! What a fine bunch of rubens
Oh! what a jay atmosphere;
They have whiskers like hay
And imagine Broadway
Only forty-five minutes from here
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