American Old Time Song Lyrics: 17 I'll Give You One More As You Go
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 17
I'll Give You One More as You Go.
My sweetheart is a sly little Miss,
Though a girl whom I fondly adore,
And often I ask for a kiss,
She gives me just one and no more.
I called at her house Sunday night,
And asked for a kiss as her beau;
She answered: You fright, don't you squeeze me so tight,
I'll give you one more as you go.
Chorus.
I'll give you one more as you go,
I'll give you one more as you go;
She answered: You fright, don't you squeeze me so tight,
I'll give you one more as you go.
Her daddy is a feeling old man,
He's always a feeling for me;
I remember this feeling began
When I first went his daughter to see.
While bidding my sweetheart good-night,
In the usual manner, you know,
He exclaimed with a swear, as his foot smote the air:
I'll give you one more as you go.
Chorus.
I'll give you one more as you go,
I'll give you one more as you go;
He exclaimed with a swear, as his foot smote the air:
I'll give you one more as you go.
Oh, that dog! oh, that dog! what a brute!
He was on to me quicker than flash,
He was mashed on my eight dollar suit,
And to make me a subject for hash.
I jumped over the garden wall,
In a manner, you bet, was not slow,
When a voice from the house I heard say: Seek him, Towse,
Just give him one more as he goes.
Chorus.
Just give him one more as he goes.
Just give him one more as he goes;
When a voice from the house I heard say Seek him, Towse,
Just give him one more as he goes.