(Mr.
Geo. S. Smith, at the dinner of the N.E. Confectioners’ Club at Young’s, said
the trouble with Boston is that we have been just a bit grouchy)
Boston,
Boston, if it’s true
You
have had a grouch in you,
It
is time to change your face
And
get in the good cheer race.
If
you’ve worn a sullen frown
With
your hat brim rolling down,
Turn
it upward for awhile,
And
by golly, throw a smile!
Boston,
Boston you have been*
Far
too dignified, I wean;
With
your learning and your blood
Coursing
blue, and like a flood,
You’ve
become from year to year,
Just
a bit too grouchy, dear.
Rid
yourself of all that bile,
And
by gorry, throw a smile.
With
the coming of the bloom,
Of
the spring and rose perfume
With
the joy of May and June
Change
your pessimistic tune.
Smile
upon your children great,
And
the stranger at your gate.
Change
your tactics for awhile
And
by gorry, Boston, Smile!
April
21, ‘10
(* is not referenced on the page, but my guess it was intended to refer to a note that ‘been’ should be pronounced ‘bean’)
gory - (archaic, euphemistic) God!
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/gorry
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