American Old Time Song Lyrics: 46 I Guess He Knows The Secret Now

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I Guess He Knows the Secret Now.
Copyright, 1894, by Spaulding A Gray.
Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis.

I often used to wonder how it is when people die-
If there's really any truth in what we hear;
If there's such a place where people have nice golden wings and fly,
And If preachers give as all the proper steer.
My old friend Jones was taken ill two weeks ago and died;
On his dying bed he made a solemn vow
That he'd, return and tell as all about the other side,
So I guess he knows the secret now.

Refrain.
I guess he knows the secret now, I guess he knows the secret now;
I would like to know to-night if my old friend Jones is right,
And If he knows the secret now.

An old maid that had money said she'd never, never wed;
She has changed her mind quite different since then.
Of the naughty, naughty boys, she said, she was so much afraid,
And she could not bear the awful naughty men.
She's married now and knows the joys of happy wedded bliss;
When her husband's home, there's sure to be a row;
It's pulling hair and at each other hammer tongues and fists,
So I guess she known the secret now.

Refrain.
I guess she knows the secret now, I guess she knows the secret now;
Wedded bliss is all a bluff, don't take long to get enough;
I guess she knows the secret now.

A colored individual, by the name of Johnston Jones,
Swore he'd never stole a chicken in his life,
Said he had a reputation that few colored people own,
And he proved all his assertions by his wife.
Be got a situation in the country, on a farm,
And at doing magic tricks, this coon knew how,
And mesmerizing chickens seemed to be his greatest charm,
For this darkey has the secret now.

Refrain.
I guess be knows the secret now, I guess he knows the secret now;
And the chickens now roost high when this coon is passing by;
I guess he knows the secret now.

Little Willie used to go to school, dime novels he would read,
And he bought a hunting knife And gun that shoots;
He had read about the Indians and of their cruel deeds,
So he went out West to kill the savage Utes.
'Way out there, on the Western plains, poor Willie needs no gun,
For the Indians placed a wreath upon his brow;
They all went to his funeral, as they do for ev'ry one,
And poor Willie's pants are vacant now.

Refrain.
I guess he knows the secret now, I guess he knows the secret now;
In the happy hunting ground little Willie can be found;
I guess he knows the secret now.

Poor Mary Ann she used to light the fire with kerosene,
But we told her not to, many times before;
So one morn she overslept herself, the wood was awful green,
She just poured it on and tightly closed the door.
There was a grand display, just like the fourth day of July,
Whether she died brave or not, no one knew now;
At ehov'ling coal or pushing clouds she has a chance to try,

For poor Mary knows the secret now.

Refrain.
I guess she knows the secret now, I guess she knows the secret now;
Even if she got up late, would it not been best to wait?
I guess she knows the secret now.
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