American Old Time Song Lyrics: 37 Bob Sutlers Girl
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 37
BOB SUTLERS' GIRL.
Copyright, 1893, by Geo. Southgate.
Words and Music by Geo. Southgate.
I know a lovely maiden; her lips are like the rose,
Her eyes are soft and silky And she's got a handsome nose;
She weighs about two hundred, her height is six feet two;
And When she's walking on the street she is s.....ething nice to view.
Her pop's name is Bob Sutlers, he runs a blacksmith shop;
If he could get Jay Gould's wealth for her, he would not swap!
And I love her very dearly-she knows I love her tool
She's quite a combination girl-I'll tell what she can do:-
She can play the trombone-her voice is simply grand:
She's going to be an angel up in the promised land!
To see her dance a buck-town reel would make your whiskers curl!
I feel that I would like to steal old Dob Sutlers' girl!
They say she fought a bulldog and left it lying dead!
In a muss with a light-weight prize-fighter, she stood him on his head!
She fought big Dan McFarrer in a ring, for twenty rounds;
And now he would not spar her if the stake was half this town!
She fought him to a standstill-she knocked him out for fun
She stood upon his breastbone and sung, "Johnny, Get Your Gun!"
To hear her play the banjo would cause your head to swell;
And when she plays the piano, all the neighbors yell: - Chorus.
I asked her if she would marry met And when I said, "My dear!"
She bruised me gently on the ribs And thumped me on the ear;
She smiled on me so sweetly while I told of my love.
She is so kind and meekly, she's just like a turtle dove;
She told me "No!" and kicked me-you bet it caused me pain.
I will keep persevering And ask her once again;
And if someday she will agree to be my little wife,
Then we will quickly married be, and happy go through life.- Chorus.