At Kansas City, Kansas, before the saloons were closed, they were getting ready to build an addition to the jail. Now the doors swing idly on the hinges and there is nobody to lock in the jails.
God Almighty never intended that the devil should triumph over the Church. He never intended that the saloons should walk rough-shod over Christianity.
If I had to live my life over, I'd live over a saloon.
Let there be dancing in the streets, drinking in the saloons, and necking in the parlor.
If I had my life to live over again, I'd live over a saloon.
And now, in honour of the 150th anniversary of Beethoven's death, I would like to play 'Clear the Saloon', er, 'Clair de Lune', by Debussy. I don't play Beethoven so well, but I play Debussy very badly, and Beethoven would have liked that.
I tell you that the curse of God Almighty is on the saloon.