A NIGHT OFF(The Mystery of a Burnt Ear.)
Composed by Ike Samuel, of the Mew Orleans Minstrels.
I stood on the deck of a ship one morn,
My heart was right, but my face was wrong;
And as I sauntered along the street,
I discovered my ehoea were filled with feet.
Then I kept on walking until I stopped,
When my face on my head did quickly drop:
And as I stood thinking, I thought for a while,
I was thinking about me own mother's chile;
When mamma used to whistle as I sat on her knee,
"There's only one girl in this world for me."
Now it's no use in talking when you know you can't speak.
A deaf and dumb man told me that last week;
And as I sat standing, pondering over the past,
A Dutch shoemaker told me to stick to the "last."
Just then a strange feeling came over me then,
It came over me once, then came over again;
I then felt like riding, but I hadn't the fee,
So I borrowed an ax and took a "hack "at tree;
Then, just as I took it a maiden passed by,
With a nose on her head, and a tear in her eye;
Then I asked her the reason she was crying so hard,
Said she, "If you listen, I'll tell you, my lord.
I'm a plain Texas girl, now, my lord, have no fear,
I was crying just to give you a Texas (s) tear;
To hitch to the hack you just took at the tree;
You can see it's as plain as A, B, C."
Then she went on her way by herself all alone.
You could see by her age that her face was full grown,
With an eye one nose, and a hair on her lip,
She pulled out a pillow and gave me the "slip."
I then closed my face, I knew no more,
I knew that I knew just as much before;
With a start I awoke, then I heard some one call,
Wake up, you're had a had nightmare, that's all.