CALL ROUND ANYTIME
 
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Two young fellows out in the street Yesterday
One was shabbily clad and he tried
To avoid the well dressed one, who held out his hand
'Are you going to cut me?' he cried.
'What say? too jolly shabby to give me a call
But you'll shake hands with me I suppose?
Come and dine with me, just as you are, I don't mind
For I don't judge a man by his clothes'

Chorus: 'Call round any old time and make yourself at home
Put your feet on the mantleshelf,
Open the cupboard and help yourself
I don't care if your friends have left you all alone
Rich or poor, knock at the door, and make yourself at home'


Said the Swell, 'Though today I am up in the world
When I first met you, luck on me frowned
You were rich, and I knew that to you I could go
If I wanted a chum or a pound
So come round to my flat, have the best in the place
What you can't eat and drink, take away
For you kept open house for your chums when you'd wealth
And that's why I'm so glad I can say

Chorus:
 
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Written and composed by E.W. Rogers & J. Chas Moore
Performed by Victoria Monks (1885-1927)
 
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