I LOVE DAT MAN.
Copyright, 1898, by Myll Bros.
Words by Dan. Packard. Music by E. J. Similes.
For a handsome black man I have admiration,
For him I'd run the shoes right off my feet,
He was my honey boy and my heart would jump with joy
When Sunday night at church we used to meet,
For he used to say I was his only baby;
He was Juggling with the truth, I will admit;
I never see him now. but I'd love to, I'll allow;
Tho' I found he never cared for me a bit.
I don't care who knows it, I love dat man;
You can see how much I shows it. I do love dat man.
My poor heart's a-breaking, much as it can,
The reason dat I sigh and fret, is 'cause I love that man.
He was kind to me when I was very lonesome.
He called me all the pet names that he knew;
He treated me so fair, with such tenderness and care,
When he was with me I was never blue;
But another wench stole from me his affections,
Now they say that she's a-gwine to change her name.
He did me wrong, for sure, but my sick heart I can't care,
For I'll always love that darkey just the same.-Chorus.