I WANT MY LULU.
Copyright, 1897, by Wm. B. Gray.
Words by Lew Dockstader. Music by Karl Bt. Clair,
I had a gal and her name was Lou,
Thought unto me dat gal was true;
But with another coon she flew.
It almost broke my heart in two.
I went to de place where she resides,
And for dat wench I loudly cried:
Somebody hollered from inside.
"What do you want?" and I replied:
I want my Lulu, my baby Lou, I loves her true, indeed I do;
I want my Lulu, my baby Lou, I'd rather die than lose Lulu.
Up to de door like a cat I ran.
There stood a dangerous big black man;
Had a piece of lead pipe in his hand,
I drew my gun, de fight began;
De coon took de lead pipe, beat my head,
Left me a-laying dere for dead;
When I came to that coon had fled,
And as we left dat house I said:- Chorus.
'Round dat ere house until dark I stayed,
I sharpened up my razor blade:
Den a big hole in de door I made,
Crawled inside while my plans I made.
I sneaked up de stairs with stealthy tread.
Carved the big coon and thought him dead;
Den with my Lulu off I fled.
And as we left dat house I said:
I'se got my Lulu, my baby Lou, I loves her true, indeed I do,
I'se got my Lulu, my baby Lou, I'd rather die than lose Lulu.