[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
A popular song from 1898
Words by Maurice Shapiro
Music by Seymour Furth
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Another Coontown notion
Has caused a great commotion
All Blackvilles out each evening
The excitement’s running high
Some coon of syncopation
Has raised this new sensation
Each night you’ll hear him shouting out
As he points up to the sky
Chorus
Look there don’t blunder, blunder, blunder
For there’s rag time in the moon
Just hear that thunder, thunder, thunder
They are striking up a tune
And all coons just ponder ponder ponder
Take your hats off gaze yonder yonder yonder
Dere’s a black man a-playing rag time in the moon
- The Parsons congregation
They’re taking a vacation
The town is rag time crazy
And the fact you can’t deny
Some say its their intention
To make a grand ascension
Up in a big balloon some night
When they hear that Darky cry