Poor Mr Chisholm Lyrics
Fred Astaire - Poor Mr. Christolm
Got a mandolin
Bought it secondhand
From a Mister Chisholm
In the local band
Had the sweetest tone
Resonant and low
Often made you wonder
Why he let it go
If you have the time
How they parted company
And he offered it for sale
Mate fascinating bail
Poor Mr Chisholm
Played on the mandolin
But he couldn't win
'Cause he tried to swing
And he broke a string
Every time
Poor Mr Chisholm
Just couldn't dig the jive
When he did arrive
At the proper note
He arrived by boat
Every time
He tried to jazz up his mandolin
But never could quite control it
He always brought Bach
And Handel in
When it took a lick
He always broke a pick
Poor Mr Chisholm
You're quite a gay old blade
With your serenade
But you're corny Jack
Better truck on back
To Dubuque
Get a uke
You disgrace your kin
On the mandolin
Every time
What a man
You disgrace your kin
On the mandolin
Every time