A popular song from 1896.
Words and music by Safford Waters.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- On the rialto one day
I encountered a beautiful maid
Of a style I admire with a top knot of fire
One who took the entire promenade
Ev’ry one turned as she passed
To discover who e’er she might be
“It’s LaLoie” said a few “Cissy Fitz” one or two
But all I could say was “Gee”
When a copper who stood on the corner
Made this explanation to me
Chorus
She is a Broadway Blonde
And her hair is shining gold
It’s eighteen carats red they say
And it cost her a lot I’m told
She is a Broadway Blonde
All the boys of her are fond
Some say it’s wig but she don’t care a fig
Just because she’s a Broadway Blonde
- “Tell me” said I “what’s her name”
“What’s her name, and her address as well”
Does she come o’er the sea from the nobility
Does she stop at the “Waldorf Hotel”
Is she the talk of the town
As she gracefully sails up and down
Of the girls I have seen she is easily queen
This nymph of the auburn crown
But the copper who stood on the corner
Gave this information to me - Then to the theatre I went
And I sought for her near and afar
For I felt on the stage she was surely the rage
Quite the bright and particular star
But when she greeted my eyes
There was naught to express my surprise
When at last ’twas disclosed in the chorus she posed
This maid with the swell disguise
And I thought of the cop on the corner
And his information to me
Sung here by Fred Feild: