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Uncle Tom's cabin used to glow in the dark,
But he gave her a shove right over the wharf;
Don't need her now, boys, Uncle Tom said,
Since our new daylight savings scheme's been brought in.
Who thought it up, boys, God love his heart,
'Tis wonderful now since our summer's so short;
With twice as much sunshine, oh, Lord, bless his soul,
I 'low we'll be burned up as black as the coal.
Double your pleasure, double your fun,
For half of the year we'll have double the sun.
The man from U. I. was scratching his head,
Getting some funny letters here lately, he said;
Like if I had enough of double daylight punched in,
Do you think that me five weeks could pass off for ten?
Me grandfather's just about ninety years old,
He can't seem to see what is happening you know;
All of his life he's been up at the crack of dawn,
Now dawn don't crack till the day's almost gone.
A frisky young fellow who lives up the bay,
He now hauls his lobster pots twice every day;
He's got plenty of time when his fishing is through,
To burn up some pork chops on his gas barbeque.
Double your pleasure, double your fun,
For half of the year we'll have double the sun.
Some say it's bad, while others say it's good,
Saving on kerosene, some shocking on wood;
And mothers who can't get their youngsters to bed,
Can't sleep 'cause they've got too much light in their head.
But suppose that we lived where the sun never sets,
Where half of the year the lamp's never lit;
So like the Eskimos living up north,
You pull down your blinds and your igloo goes dark.
Double your pleasure, double your fun,
For half of the year we'll have double the sun,
With double the daylight we'll double the fun.
Note: U. I. - Unemployment Insurance.
