Back to the olden
Days that were golden
Memory often strays
Before anyone could gaze At Molly’s and Mary’s little ankle displays.
Time with its changes
Styles that become that craze.
But I am yeaning
To be returning
Back to those crinoline days
In those dear old Crinoline days,
Old fashioned people with their old fashioned ways.
When the girl a fellow courted
Was the girl he married and supported.
Back in eighteen seventy-four
Rosy complexions weren’t bought in a store;
Granny and granddaddy longingly gaze
Back to those Crinoline days.
Berlin, Irving, "Crinoline Days" (1922). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 242.
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