oats, Yangtze boats you going?
On a river ceaselessly Rowing, Lonely boats, lonely boats There ain't no knowing Ump-ti-ah, ump-tanah, dah, The only thing is to fil and extend the ump-ti-ah's, and develop the idea of the typical Yangtze figure, the blue-clad peasant, bowed and bent, limned against a background of trees as he tills his, ground, set the whole thing to music, and there should be another big hit, provided the demand for: river songs {s maintained. This ought to be likely because the market is at present a little tined of Waggon Wheels, Ha-Cha-Cha and Rhumbas.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.