Why? (Kern)



[Verse]
 * (Flora.) It's awful to have handed a good man the icy No ;
 * But I must tell you candid that you haven't got a show:
 * The sort I like are dressy men, who look refined and swell,
 * A well pressed pair of pants affects me more than tongue can tell
 * (Mac G.) I'm not the kind of specimen for which you've always fell. But,

[Burthen]
 * Why judge a play by the poster on the wall?
 * Why judge the goods by the label?
 * Why judge a guy by his clothes? For after all,
 * He dresses just as well as he is able.


 * Treat with suspicion ginks who've got the soup and fish on,
 * For too often they play a villains part.
 * And rags are royal raiment when they're worn for virtue's sake;
 * And a sweater may conceal an honest heart.

[Verse]
 * (Flora.) I'm awful sentimental, and I hate to have you say
 * Though you're a prefect gentleman, your face stands in the way
 * I'd leave my home to follow boys, when they are long on looks;
 * I want a man like them Greek Gods, you read about in books!
 * (Mac G.) Forget it! those Apollo boys are all abunch of crooks. Say!

[Burthen]
 * Why judge a play by the poster on the wall?
 * Why judge the goods by the label?
 * Why judge a guy by his looks? For after all,
 * You bet he looks as pretty as he's able.


 * Don't go preferring ginks that ain't got nothing stirring,
 * For good looks are too often but a screen.
 * A handsome face may lie beneath a head that's made of bone,
 * And a homely mug may hide a clever bean.