Here is more of the song pre-Songfest. The quote below is from Desmos of Delta Sigma Delta February, 1908.

A TOUCHING SENTIMENT.

It has always been the desire of the Editor to seek out the Good, the True and the Beautiful in art and literature. We . believe that the moral influence of a grand poem, a beautiful picture or strains of touching melody, can not be overestimated. They refine the perceptions, arouse the sensibilities and are altogether bang-up and delerious. With this thought in mind, we print below the words of a favorite song of the justly celebrated Columbia Club Silver Heel Double Quartette. This double quartette is composed of some of the most talented and villainous musicians in the middle west and the rumor that the other members of the Club have applied for a permanent injunction against the Editor singing tenor is absolutely false. It was an ax they called for, not an injunction.

It is to be profoundly regretted that we are unable to print the simple, yet pleasing melody that accompanies the words but the melody is enshrined in the hearts of the members of the quartette and whenever you meet one of them, ask him to hum it for you. The song has almost replaced that touching ballad, popular for years, "Green Leaves, Oh, green s" It is entitled "The Nasty Baby," and runs as follows:

'Twas a nasty baby anyhow
And he only came to spite us.
But he died one night quite suddenly
With the spinal meningitis.
Underneath the sod our baby lies;
And he never cries or hollers.
Oh, he lived just twenty-seven days,
And he cost us forty dollars.