Gal with Her Hair Cut Curly.
Bar's Miss Roxana Gusta Durly.
She's shiny eyes and teeth so pearly;
she's lately had her hair cut curly,
Like de white gals, too.
Sewing machines am her vocation.
Chief-engineer her situation,
She's Danny letter's son's relation,
An' college has gone through.
de gal, de gal wid her hair cut curly,
De gal, de gal wid her hair cut curly,
She's Miss Roxana Gusta Durly,
Fizzle, frizzly, frizzby.
Young barber Jimsen am her lubber,
Cologne an' hair-oil lots He's gub her;
I'll cut him out and make him blabber-
Da darsn't say I won't.
I cotch him wid her eb'ry moinin',
Talking lub beneath his awnin',
I'se gwine to gib de nigger warnin',
Jis' you see if I don't. - Chorus.
A suit of sojer clothes I'll borrow.
And 'scort her home day arter morrow;
Deu Jimsen he'll go mad wid sorrow,
Kase I cut him out.
Gals nowadays will sojers collar,
Fall smack in lub, and arter foller-
Civilian lub dry will not swaller,
Dat's beyond a doubt.-Chorus.
In stature big am young Miss Durly,
De dictionary calls it burly;
i like her for her hair cut curly-
She shall yet be mine.
It's all up wid dot barlier feller-
My sojer clothes will be a queller-
Dar ain't no use for him to better,
I'm bound to shine.- Chorus.