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NO! NO! A THOUSAND TIMES NO!
By Al Sherman, Al Lewis and Abner Silver
Copyright 1934 by Leo Feist, Inc.

She was a child of the valley.
An innocent maiden was she.
He was a desperate Desmond
Who owned all the town property.
He would pursue her through hills and through dells,
But she was wise to his game.
Each time he threatened "You'll wed me or else,"
These were the words she'd exclaim:

CHORUS: "No! No! A thousand times no!
You cannot buy my caress!
No! No! A thousand times no!
I'd rather die than say yes."
SPOKEN: Two, three, four.

Ah! but this poisonous villain,
He wouldn't leave her alone.
Said, "Either join me in wedlock
Or I'll kick you out of your home."
She knew her people so feeble and old
Needed a roof o'er their heads.
Winter would soon bring the snow and the cold,
Yet she defied him and said: CHORUS

That night he crept up to her window
And oh! how that villain could creep!
He stole her out of her boudoir
And kidnapped her while fast asleep.
He tied the gal to the old railroad track.
The milk train was rushing down the hill.
She cried to him, "Though my future looks black,
You buzzard, my answer is still: CHORUS

Now she loved the young village blacksmith.
A muscular young "he-man" was he.
He heard that his love was in danger
And right to the rescue flew he.
He grabbed his darling in "thee" nick of time
And yelled, "This is my future wife!"
The villain sneered, "Blacksmith, that maiden is mine!"
The hero cried, "Not on your life!" CHORUS

Now this is the end of our story.
Her honor was left without stain.
The hero took her to the altar.
The villain was foiled once again.
The mortgage was paid and the handsome young swain
Moved in with her folks right away.
Their life is contented though simple and plain
And no more will she have to say: CHORUS