Irving the Rover



This song was composed by Irving the Rover

As he traveled great Brooklyn and most parts of Queens.

He became so verblunget (which means great confusion

In case you shouldn't know what verblunget means).



At Flatbush near Nostrand he'd been on his ramblin'

Being footsore and weary he lay down to rest.

He had Katz' pastrami, and I had salami,

But Dr. Brown's Cel-Ray was what he liked best



It tasted much sweeter than a strawberry malted,

More sweeter than halvah and gave more content,

But the thought of his mother, lamenting and kvetching

Brought tears to his eyes and made him repent.



The night fast approaching, to the subway he resorted

Heading home to Coney Island where Nathan's shines bright.

His mom so surprised when first he arrived,

''I'll fix you a corned beef sandwich; Why didn't you write?''



So he's living back at home and his mother's contented

They have Dr. Brown's Cel-Ray delivered to the door

So he sits in the bedroom and dreams about women

Contented he'll stay and go rambling no more



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