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44 Christy's
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1 felt her hand with my own,
The tear was in her eye; %
I asked her would she marry me,
Her answer was a sigh.
Chorus. Oh, Emma dear, &c. |
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Stop dat Knocking.
AN ORIGINAL BURLESQUE.
The music, with piano-forte accompaniment, published bjr G. P. Reed & Co., Boston.
I once did love a yaller gal, whose name was Susy
Brown, She came from Alabama, and was the fairest in the
town; Her eyes so bright that they shine at night, When the moon has gone away ; She used to call this nigga up, Just afore the broke of day, With a " Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat knock
ing at the door."
Spoken. " Am dat you Sam, am dat you, Sam ;
" Why, Sam, ain't you guine to luff me in ?"
"No, you'd better stop dat knockin' at the
door,"—"let me in," " Stop dat knockin' "—" let me in," "Stop dat knockin'"—"let me in," " Stop dat knockin' "—" let me in,"
"Ah ! you better stop dat knockin' at my door," —-"let me in,"
"Stop dat knockin', stop dat knockin', stop dat knock-in',"
"Stop dat knockin', oh! you better stop dat knockin at my door." |
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