American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Willow Titwillow
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9
WILLOW, TITWILLOW.
From "The Mikado."
On a tree by a river a little tomtit
Sang " Willow, titwillow, titwillow!"
And I said to him, " Dicky-bird, why do you sit
Singing ' Willow, titwillow, titwillow?'
Is it weakness of intellect, birdie? " I cried,
Or a rather tough worm in your little inside? "
With a shake of his poor little head he replied:
"Oh, willow, titwillow, titwillow!''
He slapped at his chest, as he sat on the bough
Singing " Willow, titwillow!"
And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow,
"Oh. willow, titwillow. titwillow!"
He sobbed and he sighed, and a gurgle he gave,
Then he threw himself into the billowy wave,
And an echo arose from the suicide's graveĀ"Oh, willow, titwillow, titwillow!"
Now I feel just as sure as I'm sure that my name
Isn't willow, titwillow, titwillow,
That 'twas blighted affection that made hint-exclaim,
"Oh, willow, titwillow. titwillow!"
And if you remain callous and obdurate. I
Shall perish as he did, and you will know why,
Though I probably shall not exclaim as I die,
"Oh, willow, titwillow, titwillow!"