Readings: Runyon II
Say, have they turned back the pages
Back to the past once more?
Back to the racin’ ages
An’ a Derby out of the yore?
Say, don’t tell me I’m daffy,
Ain’t that the same ol’ grin?
Why, it’s that handy
Guy named Sande,
Bootin’a winner in!
Say, don’t tell me I’m batty!
Say, don’t tell me I’m blind!
Look at that seat so natty!
Look how he drives from behind!
Gone is the white of the Ranco,
And the white band under his chin —
Still he’s that handy
Guy named Sande,
Bootin’ a winner in!
Maybe he ain’t no chicken,
Maybe he’s gettin’ along,
But the ol’ heart’s still a-tickin’,
An’ the ol’ bean’s goin’ strong.
Roll back the years! Yea, roll ’em!
Say, but I’m young agin’,
Watchin’ that handy
Guy named Sande,
Bootin’ a winner in!
— “A Handy Guy Like Sande,” by Damon Runyon
