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 PHILADELPHIA

you're off to Philadelphia in the morning,

You musn't take my stories for a guide.

There's little left, indeed, of the city you will read of,

And all the folk I write about have died.

Now few will understand if you mention Talleyrand,

Or remember what his cunning and his skill did;

And the cabmen at the wharf do not know Count Zinnendorf,

Nor the Church in Philadelphia he builded.

It is gone, gone gone, with lost Atlantis,

(Never say I didn't give you warning).

In Seventeen Ninety-three 'twas there for all to see,

But it's not in Philadelphia this morning.

If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning,

You musn't go by everything I've said.

Bob Bicknell's Southern Stages have been laid aside for ages,

But the Limited will take you there instead.

Toby Hirte can't be seen at One Hundred and Eighteen,

North Second Street—no matter when you call; 149