Well, either you're your eyes To a situation you do now wish to Or you are not aware of the of disaster indicated By the presence of a pool table in community. Ya got trouble, my friend, here, I say, right here in River City. Why sure I'm a player, Certainly mighty I say I'm always proud to say it. I consider the hours I spend a cue in my hand are golden. Help you horse sense And a head and a keen eye. Never and try to give An iron-clad to yourself a three-reail billiard shot? But as I say, It takes judgement, brains, and to score In a game, I say that any b___ kin And a ball in a pocket. And they call sloth. The big step on the road To the of deg-ra-Day-- I say, first, wine from a teaspoon, Then beer a bottle. An' the next ya know, Your son is for money In a suit. And to some big out-a-town Jasper Hearin' him tell about gamblin'. Not a wholesome race, no! But a race where set down right on the horse! to see some stuck-up jockey'boy Sittin' on Dan Patch? Make blood boil? Well, I say. Friends, lemme you what I mean. Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six in a table. Pockets that mark the a gentlemen and a b__, With a "B," And rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool! And all week your River City Youth'll be away, I say your young be frittern! Frittern their noontime, suppertime, choretime too! Get the in the pocket, Never mind gittin' Dandelions Or the screen patched or the beefsteak pounded. Never pumpin' any water 'Til your parents are caught with the empty On a Saturday and that's trouble, Oh, yes we got and lots a' trouble. I'm of the kids in the knickerbockers, Shirt-tail ones, peekin' in the pool Hall after school, look, folks! Right in River City. Trouble with a "T" And rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool! Now, I know all you folks are the right parents. I'm be perfectly frank. ya like to know what kinda conversation goes On while they're loafin' that Hall? They're tryin' out Bevo, out cubebs, Tryin' out Tailor Mades like Feends! And braggin' all How they're gonna cover up a tell-tale with Sen-Sen. One night, they leave the pool hall, Headin' for the at the Arm'ry! men and Scarlet women! And Rag-time, music That'll your son and your daughter the arms of a jungle animal instink! Mass-staria! Friends, the idle is the devil's playground!
Trouble, oh we got trouble, Right here in City! With a "T" That rhymes "P" And stands for Pool, That for pool. surely got trouble! Right in River City, here! Gotta out a way To keep the ones moral after school! Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble...
Mothers of City! Heed the warning it's too late! Watch for the tell-tale of corruption! The your son leaves the house, Does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the Is there a nicotine stain on his index A dime novel hidden in the corn Is he starting to jokes from Capt. Whiz Bang? Are certain words creeping his conversation? Words 'swell?" And your old man?" Well, if so my friends, Ya got trouble, Right here in city! a capital "T" And that rhymes "P" And stands for Pool. surely got trouble! Right in River City! Remember the Maine, Rock and the Golden Rule! Oh, got trouble. We're in terrible, trouble. game with the fifteen numbered b____ is a devil's tool! Oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble! With a "T"! rhyme it with "P"! And that for Pool!!!