| Lyrics: | EAT BERTHA'S MUSSELS
(John Roberts)
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Eat Bertha's mussels,
they're the best there is by far
You can eat them in the dining room, you can eat them in
the bar
So when you're ashore in Baltimore and you fancy a bite to eat
Just
follow your nose to Bertha's, you'll be in for a rare
old treat
Now
a sailor came to Bertha's with a problem most severe
His manly pride had atrophied from a
voyage of forty years
A couple of plates of mussels, now he sings in a different key
His
jib boom's set right, he'll be in there tonight, and he'll
never go back to
sea.
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Now a lady came to Bertha's, who wanted a daughter or a
son
The doctors had said with a shake of the head that she couldn't
have either
one
So she ate a plate of mussels and went home to her husband dear
She tuned up his
cryth, and I'll tell you the truth, she had
triplets the very same year.
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They will cure your diarrhea, cure your constipation, too.
Just swallow a
box for the chicken pox, the measles or the flu.
Now, if you fancy a healthy life, get your
daily doses straight
A plate a day of Bertha's mussels, and you'll live 'til you're
98.
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By John Roberts about Bertha's Mussels on Fells Point
in
Baltimore.
@food @medicine @sailor
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