F U N ! ! !

Bill collectors gather Cover page to the sheet music.

'Round and rather Haunt the cottage next door

Men the grocer and butcher sent Men who call for the rent

But with in a happy chappy

And his bride of only a year Seem to be so cheerful

Here's an earful

Of the chatter you hear

Every morning Every evening Ain't we got fun

Not much money Oh but honey Ain't we got fun

The rent's unpaid dear We haven't a bus But smiles were made dear For people like us

In the winter in the Summer Don't we have fun

Times are bum and getting bummer Still we have fun

There's nothing surer The rich get rich and

the poor get children In the meantime

In the between time

Ain't we got fun.

Just to make their trouble nearly double Something happen'd last night To their chimney a gray bird came Mister Stork is his name And I'll bet two pins A pair of twins Just happen'd in with the bird Still they're very gay and merry Just at dawning I heard Every morning Every evening Don't we have fun Twins and cares dear come in pairs dear Don't we have fun We've only started As mommer and pop Are we downhearted I'll say that we're not Landlords mad and getting madder Ain't we got fun Times are so bad and getting badder Still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get laid off In the meantime In between time Ain't we got fun.