Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:

Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.

My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a

When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar

Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…

I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all

Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!

I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,

I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,