(Three
yeggmen in New York got 26 cts. when they blew a safe)
It
is not safe to blow a safe,
That is, you never know,
If
you are going to get a breeze
Or nothing, when you blow.
When
they found naught but twenty six,
Those merry yeggmen three,
It
must have been an awful blow –
A case of twenty-three!
If
I were really short of cash
And would safe-blowing go,
I
will be blowed if I would blow
A safe at all, no, no!
I’d
hunt behind a picture frame,
‘Neath pillows and the like;
I’d
find old stockings – that’s the place
To make a lucky strike!
But
blowing safes? It is the style
No longer, if you please;
‘Tis
seldom you can raise the wind
With such an old-time breeze.
It
breeds ill feeling, too, those yeggs,
When their bold mission fell,
They
gave the owners of the safe
A blowing up as well.
Apr.
8, 1913
For
Tues.
Apr.
15, ‘13
yeggman – safecracker,
a thief who breaks open safes to steal valuable
contents.
The Brooklyn Daily Eagle
Sunday, April 6, 1913, p.14

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