The Arkansas Traveller's Songster - online songbook

The Celebrated Story of the Arkansas Traveller, With Music for Violin or Piano

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Then a gallon of brandy his heat increases, Till they bursted and bl»w him all to pieces!
Big thing on the percussions. ' My song, etc.
I love the white girl and the black,
And I love all the rest; I love the girls for loving me,
But I love myself the best. Oh, dear, I am so thirsty 1
I've just been down to supper— I drank three pails of apple-jack,
And a tub of apple-butter!
Chorus—Oh, little more cider too, A little more cider too; , A little more cider for Miss Dinah, A little more cider too!
"When first I saw Miss Snowflake,
'Twas on Broadway I spied her; I'd give my hat and boots, I would,
If I could been beside her. She looked at me, and I looked at her,
And then I crossed the street; And then she smiling said to me,
"A little more cider sweet."
Oh, little more cider, etc
Oh, I wish I was an apple,
And Snowflake was another; Ob, what a pretty pair we'd make,
Upon a tree together 1 How bad de darkeys all would feel,
When on the tree they spied her, To think how happy we would be
When we're made into cider!
Oh, little more cider, etc
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