Franklin P. Adams - Recuerdo lyrics

We were very tired, we were very merry-- We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable-- But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, We lay on a hilltop underneath the moon; And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon. We were very tired, we were very merry-- We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry, And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear, From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere; And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold, And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold. We were very tired, we were very merry, We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry, We hailed "Good morrow, mother!" to a shawl-covered head, And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read; And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and pears, And we gave her all our money but our subway fares. --EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY, in Poetry. I was very sad, I was very solemn-- I had worked all day grinding out a column. I came back from dinner at half-past seven, And I couldn't think of anything till quarter to eleven; And then I red "Recuerdo," by Miss Millay, And I said, "I'll bet a nickel I can write that way." I was very sad, I was very solemn-- I had worked all day whittling out a column. I said, "I'll bet a nickel I can chirp such a chant," And Mr. Geoffrey Parsons said, "I'll bet you can't." I bit a chunk of chocolate and found it sweet, And I listened to the trucking on Frankfort Street. I was very sad, I was very solemn-- I had worked all day fooling with a column. I got as far as this and took my verses in To Mr. Geoffrey Parsons, who said, "Kid, you win." And--not not that I imagine that anyone'll care-- I blew that jitney on a subway fare.