A popular song in the 1920's

NO MORE BOOZE

There was a little man, and he had a little can,
And he used to rush the growler;
He went to the saloon on a Sunday afternoon,
And you ought to hear the bartender holler

Chorus:

"No more booze, no more booze,
No more booze on Sunday;
No more booze, no more booze,
Got to get your can filled Monday.
She's the only girl I love,
With a face like a horse and buggy.
Leaning up against the lake,
O fireman! save my child!"

The chambermaid came to my door,
"Get up, you lazy sinner,
We need those sheets for tablecloths,
And it's almost time for dinner."