AND THE PARROT SAID.
Copyright, 1891, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by Percy Paxton. Sung by Mr. Charles J. Stine.
I lingered by a cottage door, and a parrot said, *"Come in, come in,"
And a parrot said, "Come in": the door was open, I walked In,
And I saw standing there a maiden with a dimpled chin,
A-combing her black hair, back hair, a-combing her back hair;
A great surprise was in her eyes, but still she did not frown,
And as I smiled at that dear child, the parrot said, *"Sit down, sit down,"
And the parrot said, "Sit down."
I sat down in her father's chair, and the parrot, said, *"Kiss her, kiss her,"
And the parrot said, "Kiss her" ; and as the maiden did not speak,
Says I, by Jove, I will; the blush which mantled to her cheek
Made her more lovely still, still, still, made her more lovely still.
And as in haste I grasped her waist, she cried out, No, no, no!
It was so nice, I kissed her twice, and the parrot said, *"Let go, let go,"
And the parrot said, "Let go."
Her father then came rushing in, and the parrot said, *"Sneak out, sneak out,"
And the parrot said, "Sneak out." Her father's voice was like a rasp,
And swearing he began: then I experienced the grasp,
The grasp of an honest man, man, man, the grasp of an honest man;
He hit two blows upon my nose-I feel them to this day;
As out I flew, he kicked me too, and the parrot said, "Good-day, good-day,"
And the parrot said, "Good-day."
* = Spoken.