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ROSA LEE. When I lived down in Tennessee, U-li-a-li, o-la-e, I went courting Rosa Lee, U-li-a-li, o-la-e; Eyes as dark as Winter's night. Lips as red as berries bright; When wooinir first we both did go, She said: " No, don't be foolish, Joe." Chorus. U-li-a-li, o-la-e. Courting down in Tennessee, U-li-a-li, o-la-e. Beneath the wild banana tree. He said: " You're a lubly gal, dat's plain, U-li-a-li, o-la-e, Breff as sweet as sugar-cane, U-li-a-li, o-la-e; Feet so large And comely, too, Might make a cradle of each shoe; O Rosa, take me for your beau!" She stud: " No, don't be foolish, Joe."-Chorus. Mv story yet is to be told, U-li-a-li, o-la-e, Rosa caught a shocking cold, l*-li-a-li, o-la-e; Send for the doctor and the nurse, Doctor came and made her worse; I tried to make her laugh; ah! no; She whispered: " Don't be foolish, Joe."-Chorus. Dev gib her up-no power could save, U-li-a-li. o-la-e, She ask me follow her to the grave, U-li-a-li, o-la-e; I take her hand, 'twas cold as death, So cold I hardly drew my breath; She saw my tears in sorrow How, And said: " No, don't be foolish, Joe."-Chorus.