Who the "Gas Drip Bard" Michael J. Shay was, I could not find out, but his fine composition about the Gowanus Canal from 1898 is rather catchy, though maybe not quite politically correct by today's standards.
Wouldn't it be splendid if someone could add a melody to these verses? It could be a real hit today, a full 111 years later. Because, lets face it, the Gowanus is even more polluted today than it was back then.
The Gowanus Canal Song
by Michael J. Shay 1898
by Michael J. Shay 1898
Away down town, where the atmosphere is hazy
From the smoke of the factories ascending to the sky
The smells, Oh! so horrid, would almost set you crazy.
But I'm told in that neighborhood the people seldom die.
'Way up on the"Slope" all the people are complaining;
From the foul scented odors their health is quickly waning
And the smoke from the soft coal their linen it is staining
When the wind blows that way from Gowanus Canal
From the smoke of the factories ascending to the sky
The smells, Oh! so horrid, would almost set you crazy.
But I'm told in that neighborhood the people seldom die.
'Way up on the"Slope" all the people are complaining;
From the foul scented odors their health is quickly waning
And the smoke from the soft coal their linen it is staining
When the wind blows that way from Gowanus Canal
Chorus
When the wind blows east, when the wind blows west,
Or when it's from the north or south, you never get a rest.
In summer or in winter, in the spring or in the fall,
You breathe the same old odors from Gowanus Canal
see additional verses above
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