Poor but ambitious [Song]

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POOR BUT AMBITIOUS (TOO PROUD TO BEG)
By Wilmoth Houdini

Too proud to beg, too honest to steal
Employers please listen to my appeal
Too proud to beg, too honest to steal
Employers please listen to my appeal
Night and day I'm walking the streets
Nothing to eat and nowhere to sleep
So kindhearted employers, my case is up to you
Give me something to do.

I'm not asking for social equality
To rank with the rich in their company
To drive around New York in their motor cars
Or go to their penthouses, and smoke their cigars
All I want is a job with a decent wage
To exist now and provide for old age
So kindhearted employers, my case is up to you
Give me something to do.

From the day when I'd begun to sing
My mother told me I'd be a king.
She spoke to me confidentially
Saying, "The older you get, the better you'll be.
And when you sing your lavina song
It will cause trials and a sensation."
So kindhearted employers, my case is up to you
Give me something to do.

The reason why l'm appealing to you
I've got a wife, four children and a mother too.
They reside in the West Indies
And are depending on me financially
Friends, many days I feel I can die
I feel like committing suicide
So kindhearted employers, my case is up to you
Give me something to do.

I'm not the crooner, Rudy Vallee
Or the songbird, Mr. Bing Crosby
People, I want you to understand
I am not Guy Lombardo nor Paul Whiteman
This is plain Papa Houdini
The calypso king of the West Indies
And every man was born to be free
And to be happy from suppression and misery.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................

A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Wilmoth Houdini.  

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare