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1. Dey may talk ob dandy Niggers
But dey neber see dis coon
A prombernarding Broadway
On a Sunday arternoon
Ise de sole delight ob yellow gals
De envy ob de men
Obsarve dis child when …
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For Ise de grit de go de cheese
As ebry one may tell
De dark fair sex Ise sure to please
Ise de Dandy Broadway swell<\/p>\n\n\n\n
2. My new sack coat am padded
Just to make my shoulders broad
You\u2019d tink I was jewpeter
You would upon my word
I sometime wear musashers
But I loss em toder day
For de glue was bad de wind was high
And so dey blow\u2019d away<\/p>\n\n\n\n
3. I sports a double eye glass,
Dat shuts up in a case,
A brack silk stock ac cause it suits,
De spressione ob dis face.
My linen cuffs an collar too
Look brutfully white,
And so by gosh I tink dey ought,
For I wash em ebry night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
4. I wears a gold wash\u2019d guard chain,
Dat I bought ob Uncle Pete,
But I left de watch for safety,
Wid a man in Chatham street.
Wid grobes, an cane, an fancy vest,
French trowserloons an hat,
Wid gran imperial which I cut,
From de tail ob our brack Cat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
5. I radder tink Miss Chloe White,
Am growing quite forlorn,
I hears it in her dulcet woice,
As she sweetly cries \u201cHot Corn.\u201d
She\u2019s up to de eyes in lub wid me,
An so am twenty more,
For Ise sitch a gay deceiver,
As dey neber seed before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
6. Dis Niggers name am Cesar,
Mars Napoleon Sinclair Brown,
De biggest bug de greatest coon,
Dat eber walk\u2019d dis town.
So take car Gals an mind your sefs;
For if I roll dis eye,
Youll gib a shake, a sigh an groan,
An den flop down an die<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\n\n\nSung here by Fred Feild:<\/p>\n\n\n\n