Song-book Of The Commandery Of The State Of Pennsylvania - online

A collection of lyrics for 60 plus songs of a patriotic or particular interest.

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Although it's not my color,
I 'm feeling mighty blue; I "ve got a lot of trouble,
I '11 tell it all to yen ; I 'm cert 'nly clean disgusted
With life, and that's a fact, Because my hair is wooly
And because my color 's black. My gal she took a notion
Against the colored race. She said if I would win her
I 'd have to change my face; She said if she would wed me,
That she *d regret it soon, And now I 'm shook, yes, good and hard,
Because I am a coon.
Coon! Coon! Coon! I wish my color would fade; Coon! Coon! Coon! I 'd like a different shade, Coon! Coon! Coon! Morning, night and noon, I wish I was a white man, 'Stead of a Coon! Coon ! Coon!
I Had my face enameled,
I had mv hair made straight, I dressed up like a white man,
And cert 'nly did look great; Then started out to see her,
Just shortly after dark. But on the wray to meet my babe
I had to cross a park; Just as I was thinking
I had things fixed up right. I passed a tree where two doves
Sat making love at night; They stopped and looked me over,
I saw my finish soon. When both those birds said good and loud,
"Con-oo-oo-oo-oon."'                              Refrain:
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