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Thread #8256   Message #1101257
Posted By: Jim Dixon
25-Jan-04 - 08:04 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Champagne Charlie Is My Name
From The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music.
(The Library of Congress American Memory Collection also has a song sheet.)

Words, H. J. Whymark. Music, Alfred Lee. 1867.

Some time ago, I had a beau, and Charlie was his name:
A smart young fellow, fond of show, who wished my hand to claim;
But from my feet, I spurned the swell, as I will now explain:
Although he liked me very well, he better loved champagne!

CHORUS: For Champagne Charlie was his name.
Champagne Charlie was his name,
Always kicking up a frightful noise,
Always kicking up a frightful noise.
Champagne Charlie was his name.
Champagne Charlie was his name,
Kicking up a row, at night, boys,
And always ready for a spree.

One moment still he couldn't rest. He passed whole nights and days
In drinking Madame Cliquot's best, and smoking Henry Clays.
Then, to bed he'd homeward go, with wild disordered brain.
He'd lay it to his studies, though I knew 'twas to champagne! CHORUS

He promised me, of times a score, that he the pledge would take,
But acted just like many more, and soon his word did break.
Yes, if for one half-day complete, from drink he could abstain,
He'd go and resolution treat to his revered champagne! CHORUS

He was an artist, in his way; drew herons, cranes and storks;
Yet for all that, he passed the day in simply drawing corks.
Though he'd a palette for his paints, to use it he'd not deign,
Because he'd, like some other saints, a palate for champagne! CHORUS

His cash did quickly disappear, which did not well suit me,
For champagne's dear. Had he drank beer, things different now would be.
I might have been his slave for life, but now 'tis all in vain,
For how can he require a wife, when wedded to champagne? CHORUS