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HE CAME AGAIN.
The finest barber shop in town
Was one that caught the transient swells;
The men who came, the men who went,
The men who rang the hotel bells.
Was one that caught the transient swells;
The men who came, the men who went,
The men who rang the hotel bells.
Inside this shop worked one big man,
Upon a chair just near the door;
He worked the men for tips and praise,
As soon as they would strike the floor.
Upon a chair just near the door;
He worked the men for tips and praise,
As soon as they would strike the floor.
He thought he was the only man
That ever soaked and scraped a chin,
And that all others butchered hair
In ways that seemed to him a sin.
That ever soaked and scraped a chin,
And that all others butchered hair
In ways that seemed to him a sin.
One day a little man came in
And soon got in this big man's chair.
He told him to remove his beard,
Also to shorten up his hair.
And soon got in this big man's chair.
He told him to remove his beard,
Also to shorten up his hair.
“Fine day,” the barber said to him,
As he put towels upon his breast.
The little man then heaved a sigh,
For well he knew he'd get no rest.
As he put towels upon his breast.
The little man then heaved a sigh,
For well he knew he'd get no rest.
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The barber said: “Who cut dat har?”
And then he gave a little laugh:
“What ails my hair, was it cut bad?”
Said stranger, willing for his chaff.
And then he gave a little laugh:
“What ails my hair, was it cut bad?”
Said stranger, willing for his chaff.
“Ef I'd done cut yo' har like dat,
Ah couldn't hold dis job, ah say;
De man who done dat job, ma man,
Should chop de wood from day toe day.”
Ah couldn't hold dis job, ah say;
De man who done dat job, ma man,
Should chop de wood from day toe day.”
“Now, dar,” he said, when he was through,
“Dat am de best yo' ebber got.
Now, when yo' comes aroun' agin,
Jist come to me right in dis spot.
“Dat am de best yo' ebber got.
Now, when yo' comes aroun' agin,
Jist come to me right in dis spot.
Three days went by and then there came,
A man to get a first chair shave.
The man who lathered up his face
Began about his hair to rave.
A man to get a first chair shave.
The man who lathered up his face
Began about his hair to rave.
“Ef ah cut har like dat, ma frien',
I could not hole dis job, ah say;
De man dat hacks up har like dat
Had oughter nebber git his pay.
I could not hole dis job, ah say;
De man dat hacks up har like dat
Had oughter nebber git his pay.
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“De next time just come 'roun' toe me,
An' den ma work you'll allus seek.”
“Now here, my friend, the short man said,
You cut my hair yourself last week.”
An' den ma work you'll allus seek.”
“Now here, my friend, the short man said,
You cut my hair yourself last week.”
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