An Original Collection of Songs sung at the Theatres Royal, Public Concerts &c. &c. By W. T. Moncrieff |
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THE DOWN EASTER.
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Sung by Mr. G. H. Hill, the Celebrated American Comedian, at the Queen's Theatre, Olympic. &c. Music sold by John Duncombe and Co. 10, Middle Row, Holborn.
A genuine new England lad,
On Marble Hill, a nester;
I've come a-head to make a trade,
A regular Down Easter!
'Twas longest day when I was born,
And not all fools, I thank'ye;
For I'm, though Northerners may scorn,
A real down right Yankey.
My dad he was a clever dog,
A meetin he was Dean of—
And I—why I'm a Hickory log
With the bark so slick and clean off.
On Marble Hill, a nester;
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A regular Down Easter!
'Twas longest day when I was born,
And not all fools, I thank'ye;
For I'm, though Northerners may scorn,
A real down right Yankey.
My dad he was a clever dog,
A meetin he was Dean of—
And I—why I'm a Hickory log
With the bark so slick and clean off.
To tell my deeds, whom I bequeath,
Must not possess a slow pen,
For I was born with wisdom teeth,
And both my eyes wide open.
As hard as rock, as slick as silk,
That none should ever head me;
For pap they gave me mush and milk,
And then with sweet saarse feed me.
My dad, &c.
Must not possess a slow pen,
For I was born with wisdom teeth,
And both my eyes wide open.
As hard as rock, as slick as silk,
That none should ever head me;
For pap they gave me mush and milk,
And then with sweet saarse feed me.
My dad, &c.
At school I twirl'd 'em round about,
In turning dumps to dollars;
I flogged my master out and out,
And then whipp'd all the scholars.
At making bargains, all the folks
Thought me a tarnal Crittur—
I bought and sold myself, for jokes,
And fairly beat all natur.
My dad, &c.
In turning dumps to dollars;
I flogged my master out and out,
And then whipp'd all the scholars.
At making bargains, all the folks
Thought me a tarnal Crittur—
I bought and sold myself, for jokes,
And fairly beat all natur.
My dad, &c.
I'm spry to trade in any thing,
From steam boat to a save all;
My store shall fetch what it will bring,
For I'll of best most, have all.
If when I sleep my eyes I close,
I'm such a funny jester—
You'll find cock'd up my ears and nose,
A regular Down Easter!
My dad, &c.
From steam boat to a save all;
My store shall fetch what it will bring,
For I'll of best most, have all.
If when I sleep my eyes I close,
I'm such a funny jester—
You'll find cock'd up my ears and nose,
A regular Down Easter!
My dad, &c.
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