American Old Time Song Lyrics: 18 Huldy Ann, How Is Your Mother

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Huldy Ann, How is Your Mother?
Words by Sidney Curt. Music by John J. Brabant.

My name is Tommy Thomas. I live on a farm,
I've a sweetheart by name Huldy Ann;
Her father's a neighbor of daddy's, and so
I go there whenever I can.
The first time I set foot on her father's step,
I didn't dare go a step farther,
Until she came out and said, "Tommy, come in;"
Said I, "Huldy Ann, how is your mother?''

Huldy Ann Hankinson. how do you do?
I called to inquire for your brother;"
I thought-I was thinking-I wanted to say-
Huldy Ann, how is your mother?"

Says she, "Quite a fine evenin' come over on foot?"
Says I, "No, Miss, I rode on old Dapple;"
Then I went, sat beside her, but soon she arose
And brought out the cider and apples.
Then went on with her work, while I sat there and looked
First at one foot then at the other:
But when I tried talking, all I could say
Was, "Huldy Ann, how is your mother?" - Chorus.

Thought I, now is my chance, for a kiss I will ask,
Though with blushes my cheeks seemed to burn up;
But she turned up her nose when I made my appeal,
And went on a peel in' a turnip;
"Then I'll take one, " says I; " "Oh, no. you won't, mister,
If you dare to. I'll call my big brother;"
She didn't look like she meant it, so I gave her a buss;
Says she, " Hush, or you'll wake up my mother. " - Chorus.
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