_At Denver_

At Denver, at sunny Denver town; At Denver, where the snowy hills look down; At Denver, where the ladies never frown; At Denver,--at classic Denver town.

At Denver, at jolly Denver town. At Denver,--in the autumn of the year,-- At Denver, when the merry crowds assemble, and King Carnival draws near. At Denver,--at festive Denver town.

At Denver,---at social Denver town,-- At Denver, there “the portly parson” smiles and winks, At Denver,--there the naughty boys take their drinks And the lithesome lassies dance “high jinks,” At Denver--at gay, athletic, youthful Denver town.

At Denver--if you ever go to Denver town You will surely see the circus and the clown. You will hear them sweetly rhyme Of the pleasures of their clime And they’ll, pretty tolerably nearly, “show you a jolly good time” At Denver--if you only go to Denver town.