That's the Ticket



SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer



SOURCE'S SOURCE: Cindy Mangsen (Old Songs 1983)



COMMENTS: Composed By Art Thieme, Chicago



TEXT:

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Lovely Nancy ran a shoe repair shop

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Darling Willie brought her his boots

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For to have the soles with leather bound up

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And to have the heels elevate his foots.



"I have two pair of leather sea boots

One pair it is plumb wore through

I'll leave this pair for you to fix and polish

I'll wear the others and think of you."



"Yes, my dear, I'm going sailing

Seven years upon the sea

What is there that we can split between us

As a token of our love to be?"



"Willie dear, here's your claim ticket

Numbered eight thousand and forty-nine

I'll guard mine and you may cherish your half

As a love to-ken to last through time."



He took his ticket and went a-sailing

He sailed the sea for seven years

Until at last his boots with holes were riddled

And he figured it was time to return to her.



And on one fair October morning

He walked into the old shoe place

His slicker covered ticket eight-oh-four-nine

And his love stared blankly at his bearded face



"Lovely Nancy, pray be my bride."

"Oh no, old man, that cannot be.

I have a young love out upon the ocean

When his boots wear out he'll return to me."



He threw open his old worn raincoat,

FLASHED the ticket, eight-oh-four-nine,

"Nancy dear, it's me, I'm your true lover

Returned for my boots, and to make you mine."



"Willie dear, you have return-ed

We'll be married by the old church door

But the boots you brought for soles and heels and polish

They won't be ready till Friday at four."



This young couple were childhood sweethearts

She was a child and he was a hood

They lived a life of blissful pure devotion

My song is now ended and I think that's good.



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