Vinegar Shoes and Paper Stockings.
I went down to New Orleans,
I thought myself a man,
I'jumped upon" the bully boat
They call the Tallyvan.
Pick a tambourine, pick a tambourine,
Vinegar shoes and paper stockings, get up, old horse'
Yes, I jumped upon the boat,
And looked all around.
The engineer he whooped her up,
And run the boat aground.-Chorus.
I histed up the dishrag,
I sot it to the breeze;
It floated just like t'other.
Like another half a cheese.-Chorus.
The big dog he bow wowed,
And bristled up his back;
He thought he saw the pussy
Peekin' through a crack.-Chorus.
The old man loaded his gun,.
I pulled the trigger;
Slam, bang, went the gun.
And down came a nigger.-Chorus.
The captain's on the quarter deck,
A scratchin' of his head,
And jawing of the nigger
That's heavin' on the lead.-Chorus.