SIMPLE MAIDEN, TELL ME WHY.
Copyright, 1892, by Hopwood A Crew.
Written and Composed by Joseph Tabrar.
A simple maiden, with beauty laden,
They say I am-and perhaps it is so-
Through master cupid I'm such a stupid,
And blush because the young men quiz so.
They say I am a little "baby," afraid of being In the dark,
'Cos I'm simple as a baby, all the fast young men remark -
Simple maiden, tell me why you are, oh, so awfully shy?
If you learn to wink your eye, you'll get married by And by.
Where'er I ramble, or choose to p'ramble,
I'm followed by a lot of gay boys,
Who just to tease me will try to squeeze me,
They're far from being real, au fait boys.
It makes me cross when they throw kisses, although I turn my head away;
Though they're liked by saucy misses, I don't like to hear them say:- Chorus.
I'll never marry, I'd sooner tarry,
I'll never put love's wedding-things on;
I'd sooner linger with empty finger
Than have the very choicest rings on.
I never did enjoy caresses, except It's been just now and then,
Though I don't wear fancy dresses, I'm addressed by all the men:- Chorus.
After Chorus and 4th Dance:
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are;
As you twinkle in the sky, I will learn to twinkle my eye. Good bye!