American Old Time Song Lyrics: 50 Henry Did
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 50
HENRY DID.
Copyright, 1895, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by Joseph Hart.
Henry Johnson Jones was a very peculiar boy,
The neighbors all said he raised old Ned, and everybody would annoy.
He ran away from school, went to the circus, like a fool;
When they yelled, "Any fellow will get a silver dollar If he will ride this mole-"
Chorus.
Henry did, Henry did; what a foolish boy was he!
He got on his bark, the man hit him a whack,
The people were a sight to see.
Henry did, Henry did, he held on for a minute or two.
Then the mule gave a kick, poor Henry lost his grip;
Now I leave the rest to you.
One day two little boys on the bank of a river played:
On the sandy beach there, fast asleep, a great big alligator lay.
One boy to the other said," With him we'll have some fun;
You give him a thump, and when you see him jump, now don't forget to run."
Chorus.
Henry did, Henry did, what a foolish boy was he!
With a piece of straw tickled the alligator's jaw;
Said the other boy, "Give him one for me."
Henry did, Henry did, the boy now tells the taleĀ'Gator opened his mouth wide-like Jonah And the whale-
Took Henry right inside.
He went down to a ball, that was held In Thompson's hall;
He danced all night, then got into a fight with a fellow who was very tall.
The fellow got good and mad. on his shoulder placed a little chipĀ"Knock it off, if you dare!" said another fellow there,
"You'll whip him, take my lip."
Chorus.
Henry did, Henry did, what a foolish boy was he!
There was a fight in a minute, but Henry wasn't In it,
A million stars saw he.
Henry did, Henry did: he yelled, "It was only a bluff!"
They blacked both his eyes before they heard him cry,
"Hold on, I've had enough!"
In an orchard, rich and rare, stood a tree well filled with pears;
Outside the wall, wishing one would full, Henry and a boy stood there.
Maid the boy, "Now I will watch, you climb over and get a few;
You get up the tree, throw them down to me, if the man comes I'll tell you."
Chorus.
Henry did, Henry did, what a foolish boy was he!
He threw down a few, the other boy flew,
Saying, "Run. the man is after me!"
Henry did, Henry did, now his pain it will not cease;
The man did him up brown, poor Henry can't sit down,
Eats his meals from the mantlepiece.