"My Wife's Gone to the Country (Hurrah! Hurrah!)"
Lyrics: Irving Berlin & Geo. Whiting / Music: Ted Snyder
Copyright c 1909 by Ted Snyder Co., Inc.

VERSE 1:
When Mis-sus Brown told hub-by, "I just can't stand the heat,
Please send me to the coun-try, dear, I know 'twould be a treat."
Next day his wife and fam-'ly were seat-ed on a train,
And when the train had start-ed, Brown-ie shout-ed this re-frain:

CHORUS 1:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need a rest, that's why she went a-way,
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah!
I don't care what be-comes of me, my wife's gone a-way.

VERSE 2:
He kept the 'phone a-go-ing, told ev-'ry-one he knew,
"It's Mis-ter Brown, come on down-town, I have some news for you."
He told a friend re-port-er, just why he felt so gay,
Next day an ad-ver-tise-ment in the pa-pers read this way:

CHORUS 2:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need a rest, that's why she went a-way,
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah! Hur-rah!
I don't care what be-comes of me, my wife's gone a-way.

VERSE 3:
He sang his joy-ful sto-ry in-to a pho-no-graph,
He made a doz-en re-cords, and I say it was to laugh,
For when his friends had van-ished, and Brown was all a-lone,
His neigh-bors heard the same old tune on Brown-ie's graph-o-phone.

CHORUS 3:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need the rest, that's why she went away.
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
Like E-va Tan-guay I don't care, my wife's gone a-way.

VERSE 4:
He went into the par-lor and tore down from the wall,
A sign that read "God Bless Our Home" and threw it in the hall,
An-oth-er sign he paint-ed and hung it up in-stead, 
Next day the ser-vant near-ly faint-ed when these words she read:

CHORUS 4:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need the rest, that's why she went away.
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
Now I'm with you, if you're with me, my wife's gone a-way.

VERSE 5:
He called on pret-ty Mol-ly, a girl he used to know,
The ser-vant said "She left the house a-bout an hour ago,
But if you leave your name, sir, or write a lit-tle note,
I'll give it to her when she comes," and this is what he wrote.

CHORUS 5:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need the rest, that's why she went away.
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
I love my wife, but oh! you kid, my wife's gone away.

VERSE 6:
He went and bought a par-rot, a ver-y clev-er bird,
The kind that al-ways would re-peat most an-y-thing she heard.
So when his voice grew hus-ky, and Brown-ie could-n't talk
While he'd be tak-ing cough-drops, he would have the par-rot squawk:

CHORUS 6:
My wife's gone to the coun-try, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
She thought it best, I need the rest, that's why she went away.
She took the chil-dren with her, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah, Hur-rah!
I knew my book, she left the cook, my wife's gone away.