Marc Chevalier
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Below is the full text of a 1915 Tin Pan Alley song called GIVE ME A WILD TIE, BROTHER!
Read it -- learn it -- live it.
GIVE ME A WILD TIE, BROTHER!
Some men long
For the soothing touch
Of lavender, cream or mauve.
But the ties I wear
Must possess the glare
Of a red-hot kitchen stove.
The books I read
And the life I lead
Are sensible, sane and mild;
I just hate spats,
I wear clam hats,
But I want my neckties WILD!
Give me a wild tie, brother --
One with a cosmic urge;
A tie that will swear,
And rip and tear,
When it sees my old blue serge.
Some folks say
that a man's cravat
Should only be seen, not heard;
But I want a tie
That will make men cry,
And render their vision blurred!
I yearn, I long,
For a tie so strong
It will make two men to tie it.
If such there be,
Show it to me --
Whatever the price, I'll buy it!
Give me a wild tie, brother,
One with lots of sins;
A tie that will blaze
In a hectic haze,
Down where the vest begins.
Read it -- learn it -- live it.
GIVE ME A WILD TIE, BROTHER!
Some men long
For the soothing touch
Of lavender, cream or mauve.
But the ties I wear
Must possess the glare
Of a red-hot kitchen stove.
The books I read
And the life I lead
Are sensible, sane and mild;
I just hate spats,
I wear clam hats,
But I want my neckties WILD!
Give me a wild tie, brother --
One with a cosmic urge;
A tie that will swear,
And rip and tear,
When it sees my old blue serge.
Some folks say
that a man's cravat
Should only be seen, not heard;
But I want a tie
That will make men cry,
And render their vision blurred!
I yearn, I long,
For a tie so strong
It will make two men to tie it.
If such there be,
Show it to me --
Whatever the price, I'll buy it!
Give me a wild tie, brother,
One with lots of sins;
A tie that will blaze
In a hectic haze,
Down where the vest begins.
