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As I was lumbering down de street.
O down de street,
Dat pretty color'd gal I chanc'd to meet, O, she was fair to view.
Den Bowery gals will come out to night,
Will you come out to night, Will you come out to night, O de Bowery gals will you come out to night,
And dance by de light ob de moon.
Den we stopped awhile and had some talk,
O we had some talk,
And her heel cover'd up the whole side
As she stood right by mẹ.
Den de Bowery gals, &c
I'd like to kiss dem lubly lips,
I think dat I could loose my wits,
I ax'd her would she go to a dance,
I, danc'd all night and my heel kept a
O my heel kept a rocking,
She was prettiest gal in de room.
I am bound to make dat gal my wife,
O, I should be happy all my life,
THE MAN OF DISARNING.
AIR.-Rosin the Beau.
He must be a man of disarning,
Och, surely, I'll very soon show. If a man's a donkey, so mulish,
Och, tache him to love if ye can; The monkey in troth will look foolish, What's worse than an ignorant mau.
Dear lassies avoid such a Beau,
If a man meets a lass to his liking,
My larning I've purty well shown ye, In troth though I'm bothered through life;
Broad hints, my dear girls, I have thrown ye,
For sorely I'm wanting a wife.
Och, try me and I'll be your Beau.
ON yonder rock reclining, That fierce and swarthy form behold; Fast his hands his carbine hold'Tis his best friend of old!
This way his steps inclining, His scarlet plume waves o'er his brow, And his velvet cloak hangs low, Playing in graceful flow!
Tremble! E'en while the storm is
Afar hear echo repeating,
Diavolo! Diavolo! Diavolo !
Altho' his foes waylaying, He fights with rage and hate combin'd;
Towards the gentle fair they find
The maid to heedless straying.
Tremble! Each one the maiden meet.
Is sure to be repeating,
Perchance all are mistaken,
He may have stolen too.
As many a guiltless swain may know;