Prime Artist:              Unknown
Lyrics by:                 Ira Gershwin     (b. Israel Gershvin)

Lyrics by:                 Arthur Francis (pseudonym for Ira Gershwin)

Music by:                  Vincent Youmans
Outtake from:              Piccadilly To Broadway  1920 (S)


Not long ago, wine used to flow
In ev'ry bright cafe along Broadway.
But now the drink come from the sink;
The Gay White Way is dull and gray today.
Poor Broadway!  Poor Broadway!
Your bacchanalian days are over now.
No H2O can give the glow
That makes a dreary heart forget its woe.
Here's how.


I'll say Piccadilly's not a bit like Broadway;
They drink 'er down in London Town.
Good old Piccadilly's an oasis today;
That's why I say I'm here to stay.
I miss the lights of Broadway nights
But I'm content to pay the rent
Over here, Over here.
I'll say Piccadilly is the one place for me.
Good old Piccadilly's like Broadway used to be.

Contributed by Carlene Bogle