American Old Time Song Lyrics: 20 Youll Hear The Bells In The Morning
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 20
You'll Hear the Bells in the Morning.
Copyright, 1886. by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
Oh! boys. I'm going to leave you all
To marry Jerusha Ann;
She's had of lovers a score or more.
But I'm the happy man.
T'other night I saw her home and popped
The question you may guess;
My heart went all of a bumpity-bump
Until she answered, yes!
So shout hurrah for this young man,
I'm going to marry Jerusha Ann.
Good-bye, boys, be as good as you can,
You'll hear the hells in the morning.
A butcher made sheep's eyes at her.
His mutton it soon was cooked;
A young "Dutch grocer "tried his soft soap.
On him with scorn she looked:
To a sailor she soon said tar-tar,
A tailor would not suit;
A mason oh, how she mortar-fied him,
A "cobbler "got the boot.-Chorus.
She shunned a "baker "-said that he
Was crusty and quite ill-bred;
An "undertaker " looked very grave
When she refused to wed.
Then a "coachman "asked her to elope,
She reined him in a bit;
And she scared a "dude "so he swallowed his cane
And fell down in a fit. - Chorus.