MY JOHANNA JOHNSON.
Copyright, MDCCCXCIV, by Henry J. Wehman.
Words and Music by Edgar Selden.
Down where the flatboats come an' go, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Where the big steam whistles blow, my Johanna Johnson,
Logs come floatin' down de stream, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Dat's de place ob which I dream, my Johanna Johnson.
My Johanna Johnson, she is de fairest charmer,
She's de nicest gal dat I do know;
She's sweeter far than honey, and better far than money;
My Johanna Johnson, she's my beau.-Dance.
When de night am bright an' clear, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Darkies come from far an' near, my Johanna Johnson;
Pick de banjos, dance an' wing, oh, my Johanna, so!
An' de "Swanee Ribber" sing, my Johanna Johnson.- Chorus.
Black crows perch upon de trees, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Swingin' in & mornin' breeze, my Johanna Johnson,
Ricebirds flutter in de sky, oh, my Johanna, ho!
You can't catch them if you try, my Johanna Johnson.-Chorus.
Dancin' on de old levee, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Happy as a bumblebee, my Johanna Johnson:
Totin' cotton in de sun, oh, my Johanna, ho!
Ain't we glad when day am done, my Johanna Johnson.- Chorus.