My Wife's Gone to the Country - Harry Carlton with Orchestra, Ирвинг Берлин

When Missus Brown told hubby, «I just can’t stand the heat

Please send me to the country, dear, I know 'twould be a treat»

Next day his wife and fam’ly were seated on a train

And when the train had started, Brownie shouted this refrain:

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need a rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

I don’t care what becomes of me, my wife’s gone away

He kept the 'phone a-going, told ev’ryone he knew

«It's Mister Brown, come on downtown, I have some news for you»

He told a friend reporter just why he felt so gay

Next day an advertisement in the papers read this way:

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need a rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

I don’t care what becomes of me, my wife’s gone away

He sang his joyful story into a phonograph

He made a dozen records and I say it was to laugh

For when his friends had vanished and Brown was all alone

His neighbors heard the same old tune on Brownie’s graphophone

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need the rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

Like Eva Tanguay, I don’t care, my wife’s gone away

He went into the parlor and tore down from the wall

A sign that read «God Bless Our Home"and threw it in the hall

Another sign he painted and hung it up instead

Next day the servant nearly fainted when these words she read:

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need the rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

Now I’m with you if you’re with me, my wife’s gone away

He called on pretty Molly, a girl he used to know

The servant said «She left the house about an hour ago

But if you leave your name, sir, or write a little note

I’ll give it to her when she comes"and this is what he wrote:

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need the rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

I love my wife, but oh!

you kid, my wife’s gone away

He went and bought a parrot, a very clever bird

The kind that always would repeat most anything she heard

So when his voice grew husky and Brownie couldn’t talk

While he’d be taking cough-drops, he would have the parrot squawk:

My wife’s gone to the country, hurrah, hurrah!

She thought it best, I need the rest, that’s why she went away

She took the children with her, hurrah, hurrah!

I knew my book, she left the cook, my wife’s gone away