Dear Hearts and Gentle Peoples
'This edition of the D.U. Song Book is the parting gift of
three
aging, hoary brothers—William Harris Rosenthal, Martin Q.
Krasnitz, and Stephen B, Appel.
' From the soaring polyphony of "Hail, Delta Upsiloni" to the
pungent elegance of "Garbaseman's Daughter", the following
selections represent a pot-pourri of degenerate anthems culled
from various, indiscrete sources.
The faint-hearted reader may object to certain selections•
How-
ever, any honest attempt at a comprehensive fraternity song book
must include airs somewhat unsavory. As a matter of fact, a few
songs have been specially decomposed for this publication.
Special thanks must be given to brother DeU.'s who have
helped
to select, assemble3 and design this song book0 Along with Fred
Bisshopp, who disinterred "Sweet Violets", we would ljko to
thank
Marty Krasnitz, Bill Rosenthal, and Steve Appel for including
the
ballad in this collection,
To Jim Kazanis, who rendered the clover cover, we also offer
thanks| along with Bill Rosenthal, who suggested the title,
Steve Appel, who concurred, and Marty Krasnitz, who posed.
Thanks also to Wally Reed, who furnished. the typewriter;
Steve
Appel, who typed; Bill Rosenthal, who didn't; and Martv Krasnitz,
who couldn'to
A special word of thanks to those splendid editors, without
whom
this publication might still bo but a minor sentence in the
Social Chairman's report. We are eternally grateful to Steve
Appel, Marty Krasnitz, and Bill Rosenthal.
And now, brothers in Delta Upsilon, fill your $3,85 D.U. mugs
with a few ounces of malt lubrication, turn to page one of this
song book, raise your voices'in a crescendo of monotone, and
give us a good song.
BILL ROSENTHAL
MARTY KRASNITZ
STEVE APPEL
Dear brothersi
lJd 3Ike to take this opportunity to thank ny co-editors for
the marvelous job they have done in putting out this song
booko
Th^r.?:^ a^ain9 Bill and Marty, I couldn!t have done it
alonec
Fraternally,
STEVE AFPEL
Dear brothers!
Just a short note of thanks to Steve Appol and Bill Rosenthal
for nil the help they gave mo in putting out this D.U* song
book.
Fraternally>
MARTY KRASNTTZ
Dear brothers:
How can I possjbly express the thanks and gratitude I feel
toward
Marty Kr^hi^z and Steve Appel? Without thorn, there would bo no
D.IL song bcokc
Fraternally,
BILL ROSENTHAL
Dear brotherss
If there is any one nan responsible for the publication of
this
voluuiOa.it is Marty Krasnitzc Volumes of th:'s typo nay core
and
go9 but to us,, this book will always reek of Krasnib^/
Fraternally^
3TEVE a???!-
Dear brotboz-r,,-
Like the star of Bothleho^ crlo in'in has hoen a boa con
aronnd which
..wo poor vioznu have clustered. ' In Latin, that star* v;?s
c^ljed th»->
"appel""i and 30 i-'md is cur beacon. Thanks, Steve,
Fraternally,
MMiTY KRAShlTZ
BILL ROSENTHAL
Dear brothers:
pe°"Li.a ?hanksfii?!yflant' a Sa"y Plllar °f inte^ and
STEVE AND MARTY.
DOWN AMONG THE DEAD MEN
Come, brothers all, your glasses fill,
And drink this health with right,good will;
For here's a toast both brave and true,
Our own beloved Delta U.
Chorus8 And he that will this health deny,
Down among the dead men,
Down among the dead men,
Down, down, down, down,
Down among the dead men let him lie*
Now, here's to all throughout the land
Who in our ranks fraternal stand;
Whose aims are high, whose hearts beat true.
Beneath the royal gold and blue.'
Chorus i
And here's a health to ladies fair,
Who faithfully our colors wear;
May every blessing wait upon
The girls of Delta Upsilone
Chorusi
Now brothers, here is one toast more,
The Delta U's of "Thirty-Four;»
Who firm in faith and equity
Established our fraternity.
Choruss
ALMA MATER
Today we gladly sing the praise
Of her who owns us as her sons;
Our loyal voices let us raise.
And bless her with our benisons*
Of all fair mothers, fairest she,
Most wise of all that wisest be,
Most true of all the true, say we,
Is our dear Alma Mater.
Her mighty learning we would tel!
Tho' Life is something more than
lore;
She could not love her sons too
well,
Loved she not truth and honor mo
We praise her breadth of charity
Her faith that truth shall make
men free,
That right shall live eternally.
We praise our Alma Mater.
The city white hath fled the earth,
But where the azure waters lie,
A nobler city hath its birth,
The city gray that ne'er shall die.
For decades and for centuries,
Its battlemented towers shall rise
Beneath the hope-filled western skies,
fTis our dear Alma Mater*
MARCH ON, DELTA UJ
Ten thousand brothers true and faithful,
Ten thousand souls attune;
Ten thousand hearts that beat for Delta UI
Ten thousand voices strong and hearty
To sing in praise of thee?
In praise of Delta Upsilon,
Our loved fraternity*
Thy aims are high, thy watchword "Justice;n
Thy name will ever be
A source of pride that thrills us
Through and through^
Beneath thy banner blue and golden
A mighty host are we;
So, march on. Delta Ul
Chorusi D*U*, we honor, laud, and cherish thee,
We guard thy purpose true;
DeU. , we pledge to thee our loyalty,
We love thy gold and blue.
As in the gay ways
Of carefree, youthful college days
Thy mandates we fulfill,
We111 be just in each trust
Through our lives thy motto ours will be
nDikaia Upotheket! still!
Repeat Chorus;
75th CONVENTION SONG
D*U* will shine tonight,
D«U* will shineo
•D*U, will shine tonight,
D.U* will shine*
D.U, will shine tonight,
D*U. wjll shine*
When the sun goes down
And the moon comes up,
DJJ. will shine*
TIPPERARY
Johnnie wrote a letter to his Irish Molly-0
Sayinl!,lf you don't receive thjs, won!t you write and let me
know,
If I make mistakes in spellin1, Molly dear,11 says he,
"Remember, it's the pen that's bad.
Don't lay the blame on mean
Chorus? It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go*
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know*
Goodby Piccadilly, fairwell Leicester Square?
It's a long, long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there*
GIVE MY REGARDS TO BROADWAY
Give my regards to Broadway,
Remember me to Herald Squarec
Tell all the boys at Forty-Socond Street
That 1 will soon be there0
Whisper of how Urn yearning.
To mingle with the old-time throng*
Give my regards to old Broadway
And tall them I!ll be there ere long*
MY, GIRL!S A LOLLAPALOO
My girl^;:? a loLXapaloo,
She lovos a Delta IJ3
She iov9S the gold and blue,
I love her too0
My girl'th from Thmith,
Thee talkth like thith,
Thee taught me how to kith,
I love her thoa
My girl's an Esso,
She wears no dresso,
Drinks with the Betas,
And flies 'round the roomc
My girl1s a Delta,
She makes me swelta1,
She drinks martinis,
And loses control,.
My girlfs from Gates,
She charges low rates,
For furniture moving.
And greasing your car,
My girl!s a commuter,
I am her tutor,
In Froad, Jung, and Adler,
And affaire of the heart0
My girl!s from S8R.P.,
Saving democracy5
She wears old sweatshirts,
And plays the guitar,,
My girl's a Quad, Chorus %
She thinks I;m ocid? --..— —.
She*s kind of stupid!
My girl's from Vassar,
None can surpass her,
She is the stroke
On the varsity crew#
My girl!s a Sigma,
Shels an enigma
Reads Cpn.fidential^
And hangs' by Tier thumbs.
My girlfs a Mortar
Athletic supporter,
Goes to the rallies,
And bays at the moon.
My girl's from Green,
She:s quite obscene.
She may not be a queen,
But, she really rocks I
My girl's from Blake,
We go to the lake.
To sit by the Nikes,
And throw rocks at the guards.
My girl's from C-Shop,
She is a social flop.
Sits with ;ho o.lu'': £.irls,
And scares at the C-jorT
My girl's from I ,>LLc ,
But, into shame she fell,
When seen at a caucus
With her sunglasses off0
And in her future life,
■She*ll be a D.UVs wife*
How in Hell do I know that.
She told me so<S
NOTICE FROM THE MANAGEMENTS PLEASE DON'T SPILL DRINKS ON THE
PIANO
PLAYER; HIS SUIT ISN'T SANFORIZED!
I DON'T WANT TO JOIN THE ARMY
I don't want to join the army;
I don't want to go to warc
I'd rather hang around
Piccadilly's underground,
Living off the earnings of some high born lady0
Don't want a bayonet up me arse-hole,
Don't want me buttocks shot away*
I'd rather stay in England,
In jolly? jolly England,
And fornicate me bloody life away.
Gor blimey]
Call out the army and the navy,
Call out the rank and the file,
Call out the brave territorials,
They face danger with a smile, Gor blimey,
Call out the members of the Old Brigade,
They made England free,
You can call out me mother,
Me sister or me brother,
But for Christ's sake, don't call me.
MINNIE THE MERMAID
Oh, what a night I spent with Minnie the Mermaid,
Down at the bottom of the sea*
Down among the corals,
I lost all my morals,
Gee, but she was awful nice to me0
And every night when the starfish came out,
I hugged and kissed her soc Ohj
Oh, what a night I spent with Minnie the Mermaid,
Down in her seaweed bungalow, low,
Down in her seaweed bungalow.
PERSONAL FRIEND OF MINE
Now you can easily see she's not my sweetie,
Cause my sweetie's so refined.
And you can easily see she's not my mother $
Cause my mother's forty-nine*
And you can easily see she's not my sister,
Cause who would show his sister such a helluva time.
She's .just an innocent kid
Who didn't know what she did,
A personal friend of mine.
Who needed money,
A personal friend of mine.
THERE WAS A LITTLE MAN
Oh? there was a little man,
And he had a little can,
And he used to rush to the growler♦
Every Sunday afternoon,
In- front of the saloon,
You ought to hear the old man holler•
No "beer today,
No "beer today,
You canft "buy "beer on Sunday•
No beer today,
No beer today,
You'd better come around on Monday•
Now the only girl I know,
Has a face like a horse and buggy*
Pdng-around~the~lamp post,
Oh, fireman save my child#
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh*
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh*
When a. man
First goes
To see his lady-love,
And he fumbles fround her jaw all the while,
Gives her kisses for her mother,
For her sister and her brother,
!Til the old man comes to the door,
Takes a pistol from his pocket,
And swears he's going to cock it,
And blow out his teeny-weeny brain#
■But the daughter says he mustn't,
And so, of course, he doosn'1,
And the loving goes on just the same,
Now the Esoterjcs love it,
The Quads are not above it,
And the Sigmas have their finger in the pie«
But, the Mortarboards so haughty,
They say it's very naughty,
But you can bet your boots they do it on the sly*
WHEN SONGS BECOME RISQUE—DON'T BLAME IT ON WHISQUE!
D.Ua MAN
Oh, when a D»U* man walks down tho street,
You1!! say, "Now there !s a man I'd like to meet."
And5 as he saunters casually along,
Ho debonairly hums a D.U. drinking song,
You!ro conscious of his tie of somber hue,
And of his cool, clear eyes appraising you*
And9 as he turns to light a cigarette,
You damn1 near met
A D*U. man*
THE SHIP TITANIC
Oh, they built the ship Titanic to sail the ocean blue*
And they thought they had a ship that the water would never
leak through*
But the Lord?s almighty hand knew that ship would never stand.
It was sad when that great ship went down0
Chorust It was sad, it was sad,
It was sad when that great ship went down
To the bottom of***
The husbands and wives,
Itty-bitty children lost there lives*
It was sad when that great ship went down*
Oh, they sailed from England, and were almost to. the shore,
When the rich refused to associate with the poor*
So they put them down below, where they!d be the first to go*
It was sad when that great ship went down0
Chorus1
The boat was full of sin, and the sides about to burst,
When the captain shouted, "Women and children first!11
Oh, the captain tried to wire* but the lines were all on fire*
It was sad when that great ship went down*
Chorus %
Oh, they swung the lifeboats out o!er the deep and raging
sea,
When the band struck up with "Nearer My God to Thee*11
Little children wept and cried as the waves swept ofer the
sides*
It was sad when that great ship went down0
Chorus a
58th CONVENTION SONG
DcU* will shine tonight,
D.U. will shine*
D*U*. will shine tonight,
D*U* will shine*
D.U* will shine tonight,
D*Ue will shine*
When the sun goes down
And the moon comes up$
D.U* will shine0
EDDYSTONE LIGHT
Oh, my father was the keeper of the Eddystone light,
He slept with a mermaid one fine night0
From this union there came threes
A,porpoise, a porgy, and the other was me«
Cfaprusi Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free.
Oh, for the life on the rolling sea,
One night as I was a-trimming of the glim,
And singing a verse of the evening-hymn,
A voice from the starboard shouted, nAhoy,fT
And there was my mother a-sitting on a bouy0
Chorust
!10h, what became of my children three?M,
My mother then she asked of me*
!!0ne was exhibited as a talking fish.
And the other was served in a chafing dish*u
Chorusi
The phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair,
I looked again and my mother wasn't there0
A voice came echoing out of the night*
"To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone light*,!
Chorus^
THEY1RE LAYING EGGS NOW
We had some chickens.
No eggs they'd layG
We had some chickens.
No eggs they!d lay*
My wife said, lfHonoy,
It isn't funny.
We1re losing money*"
No eggs they!d lay*
One day a rooster
Flew in our yard0
He caught those chickens
Right off their guard*
(ad nauseum)
They're laying eggs now.
Just like they use ta!
Ever since that rooster
Flew in our yarda
HANNAH
Hannah, my Delta Gamma,
Shefs got a figure like a baby grand piano.
She's not too nifty,
She weighs two-fifty,
But fat girls, now and then,
Are relished by the best of men0
Oh, Hannah, my Delta Gamma,
I put my arms around her far as they would go*
I don't go for prettjr faces,
I oust go for Hannah's graces•
Hannah, my Delta Gamma
HAIL9 DELTA UPSILON
Hail9 Delta Up si Ion <!
Brotherhood gloriousS
Justice thy cornerstone,
True manhood thy goal;
O'e'r all thine enemies
Forever victorious,
Hail; Delta Upsilonl
Eternal soul!
Reared in adversity,
So shalt thou never
Let from thy altars die
The life-giving flame;
Hands gripped in loving clasp,
All brothers forever,
Each to the other true,
And ever the same.
COCAINE E1LL
Cocaine Bill and Morphine Sue
Were strolling down the avenue two by two
.Ctiorusg Oh, babe, won't you have a little (SNIFF) on me,
Have a (SNIFF) on me0
Said Bill to Sue, n,Twon!t do no harm
If we both just get a little shot in the arm©11
Choruss
Said Sue to Bill, HI can't refuse,
sCause there's no more kick in this damned old booze«"
Chorusi
So they walked down Fifth and they turned up Main,
Looking for a shop where they sold cocaine *
They came to a drug store full of smoke,
mere they saw a little sign saying, "'No more coke^tf
Chorusi
Now in the graveyard on the hill
Lies the body of Cocaine Bill,
Chorusi
And in the grave right byf his side,
Lies the body of his whoopie bride e
Oh, babe, won't you have a little (SNIFF) on me,
Have a (SNIFF) on me,
Have a (SNIFFFFFFF) on me0
DON'T SHOOT THE PIANO PLAYER—YOU MIGHT DAMAGE THE PIANOI
WAVE THE FLAG
Wave the flag for old. Chicago,
M.*r^o:Uj her cclor grand0
Ever :;li;--ll ho:: beam ha victor,
K; io-wr- r,V, v aaghou t the land 0
i'.'h -lA'til HAlh )
Wi^h Vhi Grand Old Man to load us,
Wiehout a poor we'll stand«
So >:ui/^ aga.in the dear old banner
For ^'ro horos, evory man0
Wave tho flag for old Chicago
Maroon, hor color bland,
Never shall hor team be victor,
For football ha3 been banned«
(By Hutchins a)
With philosophy to guide us,
Without a team we!ll stand0
So wave again your dear old
textbooks ^
For we're Phi Betes every raanc
PLUNGE THROUGH THE LINE
Plungei plunge on throught tho line
And fight for old Chicago's fame a
Smash into every play*
Chicago grit will win'this game, will win this game.
As we roll up the score.
The cheers resound from high and lowc
So5 tear through that line again—and
Go, Chicago I
Gol GoJ Gol
LANDLORD, FILL THE FLOWING BOWL
Come5 landlord fill the flowing bowl until it doth run over.
Landlord, fill the flowing bowl until it doth run over,
Choruss For tonight we* 11 merry, merry be J
For tonight we!ll merry, merry be I
For tonight we'll merry, merry be I
Tomorrow we* 11 be sober.
The man who drinks good whisky clear and goes to bed quite
mellow.
The man who drinks good whisky clear and goes to bed quite
mellow.
Chorus,s Lives as he ought to live,
Lives as he ought to live,
Lives as he ought to live,
And dies a jolly, good fellow*
The man who drinks cold water pure and goes to bed cold
sober,
The man who drinks cold, water pure and goes to bed cold sober,
Choru^i Falls as the leaves do fall,
~" Falls as the leaves do fall,
Falls as the leaves do fall.
So early in October0
The man who drinks just what he likes and getteth "half seas
over,,f
The man who drinks just what he likes and getteth "half seas
over,"
Choruss Lives, perhaps, until he dies,
Lives, perhaps, until he dies,
Lives, perhaps, until he dies,
And then lies down in clover.
THE SEXUAL LIFE OF THE CAMEL
The sexual life of the camel
Is stranger than anyone thinks•
One night in a moment of passJon?
He tried to deflower the sphinx.
The sphinx's posterior orifice,
Is blocked by the sands of the
Kile,
Which accounts for the hump on
the cornel.
And the sphinx's inscruitable
smileo
aiuj.jL.uo
ACE IN THE HOLE
This town is full of guys,
Who think they're mighty wise.
Just because they've seen a thing or two*
You can see them every day.
Walking up and down Broadway,
Telling of the wonders they can do*
There are wise guys and boosters.
Card sharps, and crap shooters,,
They congregate around the hetropole*
They wear those fancy ties and collars,
Where do they get their dollars,
They all have an ace down in the hole*
Now, some of thorn write to the old folks for coin,
And that is their ace in the holo0
Others have a girl on the old Tenderloin,
And that is their ace in the hole©
They'll tell you of money
Theylve made and they've spent,
Yet they never can flash a bankroll*
And their names would be mud,
like a chump dealing stud,
If they lost that old ace in the hole*
WHENE'ER YOU FIND TWO RIVERS
Whene'er you find two rivers
Converging to the sea,
You'll find a Delta written,
As plainly as can be;
Whene'er you find two loyal hearts
Converging into one,
That's the fundamental principle
Of Delta Upsilon.
Chorus % D stands for Delta
And U for UpsiIon5
D*Uo, Delta U,
Delta UpsiIon!
Dikaia Upotheke—and
Be suqare with everyone,
That's the fundamental
principle
Of Delta Upsiloni
Adam was the first man
To ever wear the pin«
Socrates the wisest
We ever welcomed in*
Samson was the strongest,
Although he had the itch*
Then, along came ___„__„
And we pledged the Son of a Bitch.
Chftgugs D stands for Dirty
And U for Underwear;
DJJ., Dirty U,
Dirty Underwear]
In Beta Theta Pi they wash
Their laundry once a year,
But in D.TJ« it's Dirty U,
Dirty Underwear!
DAPPER D.U.
1 wouldn't give a damn
To bo a fancy dan Phi Gam$
I'd rather be a dapper D.U.
Like I am3
To drink with beardless Beta boys,
Or else deprive them of their toys,
Are actions quite beneath a D.U. man*
In all the papers that you read
It says that D.TT. builds mon;
Now they're tearing me down
To build mo over again*
In Delta U l!vo found my niche
And I!ll be happy, strong, and rich,
I'll read the Wa^^ every day*
D.U. will never fail va',
Be it beer or bacchanelia,
For Delta Upsilon's O.K..
In Psi U life is sport;
In Phi Psi, half a quart5
In Phi Delt, life has stumbled
To a crawl©
But Delta U!s foundation stone
Is one of ever giving tone
To an otherwise unseemly, common brawl.
D.U.'s maintain complete control
Whether it's.day or it1s njcat 0
They wouldn't step in a shower
If their ties weren't right,
For Delta U!s take special joy
In sneering at the hoi polio:?
And pledging Hohenzollorns, come what may*
To keep the rarified air
That gives them the dignified a:lr
For living in the D.U."wny0
11th CONVENTION SONG
Ditlt will shine tonight,
D.U. will shine♦
D.U. will shine tonight,
D.U. w: 11 shjne,
D.U. w.i 11 shine tonight,
D.U. will shine,
When the sun goes down,
And the moon comes up,
D.U. will shine
THE CHICKEN
■ ?
Oh, I had a little chicken and she wouldn't lay an egg,
So 1 poured hot water up and down her log*
Oh, she cried and she screamed and she pleaded and she
begged,
And she wont and laid a hard-boiled egg.
SAMUEL HALL
Oh, my name is Samuel Kail,
Samuel Hall,
Oh5 my name is Samuel Rail,
And I hate you one and all,
You're a bunch of muckers ail,
Damn your eyes! '
Oh, they took me to the quod,
To the quod*
Oh, they took me to the quod,
And. thoy left me there, by God,
With a ball and chain and rod,
Damn your eyes I
Oh, the sheriff he came too,
Ho came too0
Oh, the sheriff he came too,
With his little boys in blue.
They've a hangin' job to do,
Damn their eyosi
I saw-Nellie in the crowd,
In the crowd,
I saw Nellie in the crowd,
Hope to see her in a shroud,
I yelled, "Nellie, ain't you
proudf"
Damn her eyesi
Oh, I killed a man they said,
So thoy said*
Oh, I killed a man they sard,
For 1 filled him full of lead,
And I left him there for dead,
Damn your eyesi
Oh, the preacher he did come.
He did come.
Oh, the preacher he did come$
And he looked so goddam glum,
As he talked of kingdom come,
Damn his eyes]
To the gallows I must go,
I must go.
To the gallows I must go
With my friends all down below,
Yellin!, HSam, I told you soiH
Damn their eyesi
It's in heaven I do dwell,
I do dwell.
It's in heaven I do dwell,
And it's such a bloody cell,
'Cause the whores are all in hell,
Damn their eyesi
CHI OMEGA
Oh, there are no Chi Omegas at Purdue]
Oh, there are no Chi Omegas at Purdue I
So, the Beta Thotn Pi's have to sleep with Sigma Chi's,
It's a helluva situation at Purdue,
Oh, there are some Chi Omepas at Northwestern*
Oh, there are some Ciii Omegas at Northwestern!
But the Beta Theta Pi's still sleep with Sigma Chi's.
It's a normal situation at Northwestern,
DON'T SEND MY BOY TO HARVARD
Don't send my boy to Harvard,
The dying mother said.
Don't send my boy to Illinois,
I'd rather see him dead.
But send him to Chicago,
'Tis better than Cornell,
And rather than Northwestern,
I would see my boy in,,,.
Hell, to hell with Pennsylvania,
To hell with the TJ, of P,, PJ ui
I'VE GOT SIX PENCE
1*vo got six ponce?
Jolly, jolly, six pence,
I!vo got six pence,
To last Pie all my life,
I've got tuppence to spend.
And tuppence' to lend,
And tuppence to send homo
to mv wife* dear wife*
I!ve got four pence,
Jolly, jolly, fourpence,
I've cot four pence.
To last me all my life,
I've got tuppence to spend,
And tuppence to lend,
And no pence to send home
to my wife, poor wife*
Chorust No cares have I to grieve me;
—— No pretty little girl to deceive me;
I'm" happy as a lark, "believe moc,
As wo go rolling, rolling home*
Rolling home, rolling home,
By the light of the silvery moon*
Happy is the day when a D.U. gets his pay,
As we go rolling * rolling home*
Irve got tuppence.
Jolly, jolly, tuppence,
I've got tuppence,
To last me a. 11 my 3.1 f e ,
I!ve got tuppence to spend.
And no ponce to lend,
And no pence to send homo
to my wife, poor wife*
Chorus %
I !ve (;;ot no pence.
Jolly, jolly, no pence,
1!vg got no pence,
To last me all my life,
I've got no pence to spend.
And no pence to lend,
And no pence to send home
to my w:ife,- poor wife.
Chorus.:
JONES JUNIOR HIGH
Three cheers for the Jones Junior High I
It's the best jun:'or hjgh in Toledo,"
It!s colors are purple and white,
They stand for purity and fight]
Two cheers for the Smith Junior High!
It's the second best junior high in Toledo.
It's colors are red, wh:to, and blue,
They stand for I love you J
No cheers for the Brown Junior HighJ
As a high it's a low in Toledo.
It's colors are brown, brown, and brown,
It's the worst, best high in town J
96th CONVENTION SONG
D.U, will shine tonight,
D.U# will shins*
D.U. will shine tonight,
D.U. will shineo
D.U. will shine tonight,
D.U, will shine*
When the sun goes down*
And the moon comes up,
D.U. will shine*
BROTHER NOAH
Brother Noah was,the first D.U.
Drink him down0
He was wiso and had the forward view.
Drink him down*, drink him down.
Chorust For those old days, (For those old days,)
—— Lot's raise a toast, (Let's raise a toast, J
And drink, (And drink,)
And drink, (And drink,)
Hin clown onco more* (Him down once more*;
In spioy ale, (In spicy ale we love the most,)
We love" the most,
To those brave days of yore,
Those days of yore,
Out> went Noah once to plant a vine0
Drink him down0
And from its blue grapes ho pressed good wine.
Drink him down, drink him down*
Chorusi
With the gold of sun and grapes' blue hue*
Drink him down©
He!d the colors fair of Delta U.
Drink him down, drink him down.
Chorus t .
Come now, brothers, drink the same as ho.
Drink him down.
To ourselves and our fraternity.
Drink him down, drink him down.
SHE WERE POOR
She were poor but she wore honest,
Victim of a rich man's whim©
First he loved her then he left her,
And she had a child by him.
How he's'in the House of Commons,
Making laws for all mankind,
While she walks the streets of
London,
Selling chunks of her behind.
Mow this poor girl went to
London,
Seeking there to hide her shame,
But she met another squjre,
And he dragged her down again.
It!s the same the whole world
over,
Ain't it all a bloody shame,
It's the rich what gets the
gravy,
It's the poor what gets the
blame.
PLEASE DON'T INTERRUPT THE PIANO PLAYER WHILE HE'S
DRINKTNG**(YOU CAN
INTERRUPT HIM FOR A DRINK)
VE COME FROM.SAINT QLAF'S
Vo como from Saint Olaf's,
Our team is tho real stuff,
For vo are the cream of tho
collitohos groat*
Vo fight fast and furious,
Our team is inyurjous.
Today Carleton Collitch vill
meet its defeat*
Chorus 2 Urn ya ya, urn ya ya J
Urn ya ya, urn ya ya}
Urn ya ya, , urn ya ya J
Um ya ya ya J
Urn ya ya, um ya ya!
Um ya ya,' um ya yaI
Um ya ya, um ya yaI
Um ya ya yai
Vo'ro from Minnesota,
Lake Park und Zumbrota,
P'er vhisky und vomon v/e have
such a yen*
Ve schtudy so little,
Ve' d much r a tlier diddle,
Ve'ro typical collitch fraternity
NAIROBI
Oh, we're from Nairobi, Chorus^ Um gawa, um gawa J
And we!re on the hall, —-.——- JT^ p.rilTa? Ula gawai
We play the Watusi ,
Um gawa, um gawa J
They're seven feet tall* Um
gewawal
Tho cannibals may oat us, Um
gawa, um gawa I
But they'll never beat us, Um
gawa, um gawa J
For we're tho Nairobi t,
Um gawa, um gawai
And we're on the ball* Um
gawawaJ
(Follow with 30 seconds of
jungle noises)
IfM SORRY I PLEDGED DELTA U
I'm sorry I pledged Delta U,'
The others were bettor, I knew,
I hate all my brothers,
I love all tho others,
I'm sorry I pledged Delta U*
I could have pledged Beta or Phi,
Alpha Delt or Sigma Chi,
But I said you win,
I'll tako your damned pin,
Low I »m a Dell* 'til I die*
I'm sorry I listened to Fj.tz,
fie fed me a big lino of*..STUFF.
GARBAGEMAN'S DAUGHTER
I'm in love with the garbageman's
daughter,
Who lives on garbage hill*
The smell of the garbage Is sweet,
. But her breath is"sweeter■still.
Last night as wo lay on the garbage
Her greasy hand in mine,
HUr slimy he-«d upon my breast,
Oh, that was love divine*
DIRTY. LIL
Dirty Lil, Dirty Lil,
Lives on top of the garbage hill*
Never takes a bath, never"wall,
Ach. Toooyi Dirty Lil*
C STANDS FOR CHERISHED COURAGE
C stands for cherished courage;
H for her honor high,
I for hor iron-bound interest;
C for hor college crys
—CHICAGO I
A for her aim so ardent;
G'for her gallantry*
0 stands for "Old Man",
The best coach in this land,
The big "C11 for victory*
C stands for Albert Cotton;
H for her highbrows high,
I for her iron-bound interest;
--Six percent per annum—
C for her college cry:
--CASH! CASH! CASH]
A for her Aristotle;
G for her greasy grind,
0 stands for "Oh, HellJ"
That's what we all yell.
Burning the midnight oil.
C stands for cherry cordial;
H for her highballs high,
I for her Irish whiskey,
C stands for cocktails dry
—MARTINI J
A for" her'apple brandy;
G for her Gordon1s Gin,
0 stands for Old Crow,
The best whiskey I know,
Lord, what a school I'm inJ
' HERE'S TO THE MAN WHO WEARS THE MC"
Here's to the man who wears the "C",
' Makes a good fight for the varsity.
Here's to the man who's fought and won;
Shown his true worth as Chicago's son,
Here's to the man who :i s brave and bold,
Ready for battle as knights of old.
Fights just like a tiger for victory,
Oh, here's to the man who wears the "C"»
DELTA UPSILON ODE
Dikaia Upotheke, haili
The emblem that wo love.
We sing thy praise in accents loud,
All other songs above.
We love the moaning of thy words
That rings so clear and true.
We bless the tie that binds, all haili
Beloved Delta UJ
Beloved Delta UJ
CHICAGO CHAPTER SONG
To Delta IT, and to each brother,
In the loyal host beneath the
gold and blues
To Delta U, and to no other,
Do we pledge ourselves In service
ever true.
When years have flow, and we have
parted,
Prom the fellowship of college days
we knew.
Still you'll hear our voices raise
In an anthem to the praise
Of Chicago and our own fair
Delta U,
BUGGED BUT RIGHT
l!ve just called up to toll you that I'm rugged but right,
A gambling man, a drinkjng nan, Ifm out every night*
1 eat a porterhouse steak three tines a day for ny board,
That's more than any honest man in town can afford0
l!ve got a big electric fan that keeps me cool when'I'm warm,
A cute IJttle'gal who lets me play with her form.
Now I!m a gambling man, a drinking man,
Oh, God am I tight,
I!vo just called up to tell you that I'm rugged but right*
MAN WITHOUT A WOMAN
A man without a woman,
Is like a. ship without a sail,
Is like a boat without a rudder,
.Is like a kite without a tail0
A man without a woman,
Is like a ship caught on the sands©
But if there1s one thing worse
In this universe,
It's a woman,
I said, a woman,
It!s a woman without a man*
SILVER DOLLAR
Now you can roll a. silver dollar on the barroom floor
And it111 roll, !cause it!s round,
A woman never knows what a good man she's got
Until she turns him down*
Now listen,
My honey, listen to me,
I want you to understand,
As a silver dollar gojs from hand to hand,
A woman goes from man to maiu
OUR BABY DIED
Last Saturday night our baby died.
She died committing suicide*
I think she died to spite us0
Of spinal meningitis9"
She was a nasty baby anyhow*
We ate her*
IF BAD VOICES WlE VIRTUOUS, ALL D.U.'s WOULD BE SAINTS
LET HER SLEEP UNDER THE BAR
■Twas a cold winter's evening, tho guests were all leaving,
O'Loary was closing tho bar.
When ho turned and he said to the lady in red,
"Get out. you can1t stay whore you are,
She shed a sad tear in her buckot of boor
As she thought of the cold night ahead5
Vlhon a gentleman dapper stepped out of tho crapper,
And these are the words that he saidz
nHor mother never told her
Tho; things a young gjrl should know.
About the ways of college boys,
And how they come and go.
Ago has taken her beauty,
And sin has left its sad scar.
So remember your mothers and sisters, boys,
And let her sleep under the bar„n
DRUNK LAST NIGHT
Drunk last night, drunk the night before,
- Gonna get drunk tonight IJko I never got drunk before.
For when I'm drunk I'm as happy as can be.
For I am a member of tho Souse family.
Now, tho Souse family 5s the best family
That ever came over from old Germany*
There's the high-].and Dutch and tho low-land Dutch,
The Rotterdam Dutch and the God Damn Dutch,
Singing, glorious, glorii ous,
One keg of beer for the four of us.
Glory be to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone.
Oh, they had to carry Harry to trie ferry,
And they had to carry Harry to the shore,
And the reason that they had to carry Harry to the ferry,
Was that Harry couldn't carry any more,
COLD NIGHT IN OCTOBER .
fTwas a cold night in October,
And I was far from sober,
I was walking down the street
With manly pride.
When my feet began to stutter.
And I fell into the gutter,
And a pig walked up
And lay down at my side.
Chortled he, "It is fair weather,
When good friends get together,"
And two ladies passing by
Were heard to say,
"You can tell a man who boozes
By tho company he chooses,"
And the pig got up
And slowly walked away.
PADDY MURPHY
Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died
,1 never wiil forgote
The Irish got so stink inn; drunk
That so mo a. I. n f t s o "b o r y o t »
The one thing that they did that night
That filled my heart with fear,
Thoy took tho' ice right off tho corpso
And' put it in the hi or,
Chor us s Oh. , hon e y ,
That's how we showed our rospeot for Paddy Murphys
That's how wo showed our honor and our pride, |
That's how wo showed our respect for Paddy Murphy,
On the night that Paddy diode
Oh, the night that Leon Trotsky died
I never will forgot.
The Russians got so stinking drunk
Tha t s o n o ain't s o b o r y e 1<,
The one thing that they did that night
That gave me euite a jar.
They took the buckshot from the corpse
And called it caviar.
Chc^russ Oh, henoy,
That's how we showed our respect for Leon Trotsky,
The:! tT s ] low we sI: owed our hen or an d our pri d e,
That's how we showed our ros'oect for Leon Trotsky,
On the night that Trotsky died,
BEER BOTTLE .BALLAD
fTwas only an old boor bottle.
Floating on- tho feam0
'Twos only an old leer bottle,
Far away from honc0
Inside was a piece of pnpor.
With these words written' out
•■'Whoever finds this bottle wi'11 find
That the beer's all rone,"
VIOLATE ME
. Violate mo in the violet time
• In the vilest way that- you know*
Rape me and ravage no.
Utterly savage no,
On 1:10 no mercy bo stow.
To the best things in life
I am utterly oblivious.
Show no a life that is
Lewd and lascivious©
Violate no in the violet time
In tlii-1 vilest way that you know
CATS ON THE ROOF TOPS
Cats on the roof tops,
Cats on the t:los,
Cats with the syphillis,
Cats with the piles.
Cats with thoir arse-holes
Wreathed in smiles,
. As they revel in the joys of copulation,
RULE BRITANNIA
Down in the city.
There lived a girl named Kitty*
Down in the city.
Whore they used to pull her.log*
Down in the city,
They used to think it witty,
To hit her in the titty
With a hard-hoiled ogg»
Singing? Rule Britannia,
Britannia rules the waves,
They hit her in the titty with a hard-boiled egg.
SWEET VIOLETS
My wife keeps a sack in the C^tusj
gardeno
I'm curious 1 will admit.
One morning I sneaked out a
handfulj
And. found it was nothing but,..
. There once was a young aan from
Sparta,
Who could fiatulate ballads and
airs <»
He could blow out a Mozart sonata,
Or accompany musical chairs.*
Sweot violets,
Sweeter than all the roses.
Covered all over from head
to foot,
Covered all over with snow.
One evening he tried out an
opera
It was hard but he just
wouldn't quit.
With his head held aloft,
.He suddonly coughed,
And collapsed in a mountain of...
These verses 1 find a bit scanty.
Sometimes the rhyme just won!t fit.
1 start out like Shakespeare or Dante,
The result always seems"to bo...
THE HALLS OF D^LTA U
Let Kubla Khan in Xanadu
A stately pleasure dome decree,
The homes and halls of Delta IJ
Are tenement enough for me.
No music played by Eastern slaves
On harp or psaltery or lute,
A D.U. for a savor craves,
Wh.ilo shout and song his ear
salutes.
DON'T CBY LADY
Don't cry lady,
I'll, "buy your goddam violets,
Don't cry lady,
I'll buy your pencils too,
Don't cry lady,
Take off those dark brown glasses
Hello, mother,
I knew it was you*
ARI1Y BLUE
We've not much longer here to stay.
For in a month or two,
We'll bid farewell to Kaydet gray.
And. don the amy blues
Chorus,! Amy blue, army blue,
■■"""■ ■' - KurrohJ for the amy blue,
We!ll bid farewell to Kaydet gray,
And don the amy blue*
To -the ladies who ccine up in June,
We bid a fond adiou0
Here's hoping they'll be married soon,
And don the army blue.
Chorus^
SONGS FOR THE HOLIDAYS
Next Thanksgiving3
Next Thanksgiving,
Don't waste bread,
Don f t wa st o br end,
Shovo. it up a turkey,
Shove it up a turkey,
Eat the bird,
Eat the b:ird.
Next Chr i stmas,
Next Christmas,
"Save your tree,
Save your tree.
Shove it up a chimney,
Shove it up a chimney,
Goose Saint Nick,
Goose Saint Nick.
FRIVILOUS SAL
They call her frivilous Sal
A peculiar sort of a eal,
With a heart that is mellow.
An all round, good fellow
is my old pal*
Your troubles, sorrows, and care.
She was always willjng to share♦
A wi1d sort o f d e v11,
But dead on the level,
Was my gal Sal.
.THROW A NICKLB ON THE .DRUM
Throw a nicklo on the drum,
Save a soul,
Throw a nickle on the drum,
Save a soul,
Throw a nickle on the drum,
Save another D.TJ. bum,
Throw a nicklo on the drum
And you'll be saved. .
Salvation Army, Salvation Army,
Throw a nicklo on the drum,
Save another D.U« bum*
Sing, halleluia, halleluja,
Throw a nickle on the drum
And you'll be saved.
SHANTY TOWN
It!s only a shanty in old Shanty Town,
The roof is so slanty it touches the ground.
But my tumbled clown shack.
By an old railroad shack,
Like a millionaire's mansion is calling me back,
T!d ovo up a. palace if I were a king*
It!s"more than a palace, it's my everything,
There ls a queen waiting there with a silvery crown
In my shanty in old Shanty Town*
There's a shanty in the town
On a little plot of ground
Where the green grass grows all around, all around.
The roof is cio worn, so badly torn
That it tumbles to the ground0
It!s a. little old shack, arid it sits way back
About twenty-five feet from the railroad track,
it lingers on my mind h.iost all the tine,
Keeps calling mo back to my little old shack,
l!d bo as sassy as Kailo Selasse
If 1 were king, !twouldn*t mean a thing.
Put my boobs on tall, road the writing on the wall,
And it wouldn't mean a thing, not a garsh darned thing.
There's a queen waiting there in her rocking chair
B3.owing her top on some gator boor.
Looking all ereand and a. trucking on down
To, my little old shanty in Shanty Towiu
VIRGIN STURGEON
Caviar comes from the virgin
sturgeon,
The virgin sturgeon!s a very
fine dish,
Virgin sturgeon needs no
. urgin1
That!s why caviar is my dish.
I fed caviar to my girl friend,
She was a virgin tried and true,
Now my girl friend needs no
urgin1
There is nothing she wonft do.
I fed, caviar to my Grandpa,
He was a man of n;« nety~three,
Screams and shrieks were heard from Grandma,
He had chased her up a tree.
UNCLE GEORGE AND AUNTIE MABLE
Uncle George and Auntje Mablo
■Paintod at the breakfast table.
This should be sufficient
warning,
Not to do it in the morning.
Ovaltine has set them right,
Now they do it every night.
Uncle George is hoping soon,
To do it jn the afternoon*
Auntie Mable has a hunch,
She'd like to try it afto-r lunch#
WEDDING BELLS ARE BREAKING UP THAT OLD GANG OF MINE
Not a soul down at the corner,
That's a pretty certain sign,
That thoso wedding bells are breaking up
-That old gang of nine.
All the boys are singing love songs,
-They forgot ffSwGot Adeline11,
• Those wedding bolls arc breaking up
That old gang of nine.
There goes Jack; There goes Jill,
Down' to lovers - lane*
Now and then, wo meet again,
But things don't seen the same*
How I get that lonos^no feeling,
When I hear .tiioso church bulls chime,
Those wedding bells are brooking-up
That old gang of nine*
HEART. OF MY H.-CAB.T
Heart of ny heart, how I love that nelady,
Heart of uy heart, brings back fond iienoriost
Remember9 when we were kids on the corner of the square,
Wo wore rough and ready gnys,
But oh, how wo could harmonise, — to
Heart of my heartv how friends were dearer then.
Too bad wo had to part»
I know a tear would glisten,
If once more I could listen.
To that gang that sang heart of my heart•
lO^th CONVENTION SONG
D.U. Will shine tonight,
D*U. wJU shineo
D#Ua will shine tonight,
D.U. will shineo
DJJ. will shine tonight,
D.U, will shine*
When the sun goes down,
And the moon comes up,
D.IJt will shine
PARTIES, BANQUETS, AND BALLS
Parties, banquets, and balls, boys,
Banquets, parti 0s, and balls•
■ As President Hoover has said before,
There*3 only one way to stay out of war.
We'll have uarties, banquets, and balls, boys,
Banquets, -parties and balls,
WerIl have banquets^and parties, and parties and banquets,
and BALLS, BALLS, BALLS I
■*•--,
CONEY ISLAKD BABY
We all foil for-
Sono girl who dresser. u;at,
Some girl whof s got log feet,
You111 moot her on the street.
Then we'll join too erny of narrjod boobs,
To the alter9
Just ljve loading luabs to slaughter.
When wefre married —
Oh boy, we'll get it good,
Bachelor deys voMl then recall.
Rich Don, poor iv.nn, beggar nan, thief,
Do c t or , 1 e'igge r 9 n ■"; :r.5 c h o n t , e hi e f ,
Wo all are bound i'\.»r--
Goodbye, ny Coney island baby,
Fhrowoll, ny own true love,
l'n gonna s-njl away and leave you,
Never to so- yen any—
Never gonna sec you any—
Ifti gonna snjl upon that ferry boat,
Never to return again.'
So, goodbye,
Farewell,
So long, forever.
Goodbye, oy Coney Isle,
G'wdbyo, ny Coney Is].....>,
Goodbye, riy Coney Island babe.