American Old Time Song Lyrics: 55 Darll Be A Nigger Missin

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 55

DAR'LL BE A NIGGER MISSIN'
Copyright, 1897. by T. H. Harms & Co.
Words and music by Lew Bloom.

Ole Frogeye Jones got glued last week to Arabella Blake,
He done invited all de coons to have some wine and cake,
De niggers dat assembled dar were big black greasy Japs,
They sang de Chorus of dis song while Jones was shootin' craps .

Chorus.
Oh! show me de black man dat trifle wid ma baby,
Where am de baboon dat stole ma gal away,
If I cotch da freckled coon dat busied up ma honeymoon,
Dar'll be a nigger missin' till de Judgment day.

Now when de dice got good and hot and Jones was smilin' gay,
A freckled coon sneak'd in de house an' stole de bride away;
but when ole Frogeye heard de news be pulled his razor out,
then started for dat freckled coon, and these words be did shont:

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Chorus.

Dat freckled coon did not git far before he got a whack,
Ole Frogeye carved his coat-tail off, den ripped him up de back.
But Mister Nigger turned around and grabb'd ole Isabelle,
Den soak'd poor Jones square on de nose, oh Lor'! how Jones did yell!
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Chorus