Transcription
Common Bill
I’m in love with a feller, a feller you have seen,
Who is neither white nor yeller, but is altogether green.
His name is not so charming--it is only common Bill,
He asked me to wed him, but I hardly think I will.
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Poor Bill, poor silly Bill,
He urges me to marry him,
But I hardly think I will.
He whispers of devotion, devotion pure and deep,
It sounds so mighty silly that I almost fell asleep.
He thinks it would be pleasant as we journey down the hill,
To go hand in hand together, but I hardly think I will.
He tells me of a cottage among the grass and trees,
And don’t you think that feller tumbled down upon his knees,
The tears the creature wasted was enough to turn a mill,
He asked me tor wed him, but I hardly think I will.
He came last night to see me and made so long a stay
I began to think the blockhead would never go away.
At first I learned to hate him, and I know I’ll hate him still,
He asked me to wed him, but I hardly think I will.
I’M sure I would not choose him if it were in my power,
But he said if I refused him, he could not live an hour.
Now you know the Bible teaches it is very wrong to kill,
So I thought the matter over and I ‘spect I’ll marry Bill.
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