While The Men Are All Drinking

Written for: Summer Holiday (1948)
Lyric: Ralph Blane
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1946
Original publisher: Harry Warren Music, Inc.

Chorus:

(Women:) While the men are all drinking,
We're quietly thinking
That our lemonade is much better;
And our table is spread
With the best home-made bread,
And fried chicken down to the letter.
(Mrs. Miller:) We have chocolate éclairs,
And some new preserved pears,
And a ham with the cloves around it.
(Aunt Lily:) Though ev'ryone's starving,
We can't do the carving
Until Missus Nichols
Finds the dill pickles;
(Mrs. McComber:) Picnics are flat without pickles.
(Mrs. Nichols:) My stars, that jar's got to be here!
Oh, I found it!
(Mrs. Miller:) Doesn't food make a tempting display?
(Aunt Lily:) Will you hurry and finish that game of croquet?