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BILLIE BLUE.
There was a boy named Billie Blue,
Who did the weed tobacco chew.
Who did the weed tobacco chew.
He'd twist his kitten's tail in knots,
From pigs he'd try to knock the spots.
From pigs he'd try to knock the spots.
Tin cans on dogs he'd slyly tie,
And blame it on a passer by.
And blame it on a passer by.
A colored man he'd call a coon,
A German sauerkraut as soon.
A German sauerkraut as soon.
This Billie Blue he stuttered, too,
Unless, most slow his words he drew.
Unless, most slow his words he drew.
But when he did his talking fast,
You'd smile to hear the word at last.
You'd smile to hear the word at last.
Excitement was one greatest cause,
Without he never made a pause.
Without he never made a pause.
One day he found a large, whole pie,
And swiftly down the street did fly.
And swiftly down the street did fly.
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But night came on, back home he went
To leisurely this act repent.
To leisurely this act repent.
In bed he crept and soon asleep
He dreamed of stoning cows and sheep.
He dreamed of stoning cows and sheep.
But soon his dream of bliss was o'er;
He heard a knocking at the door.
He heard a knocking at the door.
In stepped his mother with a lath
And on her face a look of wrath.
And on her face a look of wrath.
“Does y-y-y-you, d-does you, w-w-w-want me, d-d-does you?”
“Get up,” she said, “I d-do, I do!”
“Get up,” she said, “I d-do, I do!”
“I d-d-done it, cause, I d-dd-done it cause—.”
But she grabbed Billie in the pause.
But she grabbed Billie in the pause.
She quickly turned him cross her knee,
Soon Billie was in misery.
Soon Billie was in misery.
He wished he'd died when he was young,
As that lithe lath our William stung.
As that lithe lath our William stung.
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And soon his back grew awful hot,
Because she always struck one spot.
Because she always struck one spot.
“O p-p-p-please, oh, please,” said he, “oo-oo please,
Please sc-scatter, s-s-scatter these!”
Please sc-scatter, s-s-scatter these!”
At last he yelled in tones that split:
“Maw, scatter them a little b-b-bit.”
“Maw, scatter them a little b-b-bit.”
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