From Leave It To Jane (1917 Broadway Musical)
Music By Jerome Kern
Lyrics By P. G. Wodehouse

[Verse
The days of chivalry are dead
of which in stories we have read,
When knights were bold
and acted kind o' scrappy:
When guys would take a lot of pains,
And fight all day to please the Janes;
And if their dame was tickled,
they was happy
But now the men are mild and meek,
and seem to have a yellow streak;
They never lay for other gents,
to flatten 'em,
They think they've done
a darned fine thing,
if they just buy the girl a ring
of imitation diamonds and platinum.
[Burthen
It makes me sort of sad
to read about Sir Galahad,
Sir Lancelot, And all of them today:
To amuse a girl and charm her,
They would get into their armor,
And they'd jump into the fray.
They called her lady love,
They used to wear her little glove,
And ev'rything the girl said went:
For them was the days
when a lady was a lady
and a gent was a perfect gent.
[Verse
Some night when they sat down to dine,
Sir Claude would say: That girl of mine
Makes ev'ry woman jealous
when she sees her:
Then someone else would yell "Behave!
Thou malapert and scurvy knave!
Or I will smite thee one upon the beezer!
And then next morning, if you please,
they'd dress in iron B. V. D's, And
mount a pair of chargers highly mettled
And when Sir Claude so fair and young,
got punctured in the leg or lung,
They looked upon the argument as settled.
[Burthen
It makes me sort of sad
to read about Sir Galahad,
Sir Lancelot, And all of them today:
To amuse a girl and charm her,
They would get into their armor,
And they'd jump into the fray.
They called her lady love,
They used to wear her little glove,
And ev'rything the girl said went:
For them was the days
when a lady was a lady
and a gent was a perfect gent.

They called her lady love,
They used to wear her little glove,
And ev'rything the girl said went:
For them was the days
when a lady was a lady
and a gent was a perfect gent.
For them was the days
when a lady was a lady
and a gent was a perfect gent.