[1st verse:] Alexander Johnson had a music ear He could whistle any tune he'd ever hear Couldn't sing or hum, he was good as dumb When it came to singing, but you bet he could whistle some Liza heard him whistling a ragtime air "Me for you," she whispered to him then and there Now he can't decline, be it rain or shine Liza keeps a-shouting all the time [Refrain:] Honey, whistle that whistling rag [whistle] Fill your lungs with that whistling drag Blessings upon the fairy who revealed my black canary Honey, I can't reply, just 'cause my lips are dry So, honey, whistle that whistling rag [whistle] That's the whistling rag [2nd verse:] Alexander whistled till he caught a cold Pretty soon the fever got a stranglehold Doctor shook his head, looked at him and said "Cut the whistle out," the doctor shouted, "And stay in bed" Liza heard the doctor and began to shout "Doctor, if you're goin' to cut the whistle out Won't you kindly wait e'er it's too late? Let me say before you operate"
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