Fellow That Looks Like Me, Sheet Music 03


Poole, John F., approximately 1833-1893, “Fellow That Looks Like Me, Sheet Music 03,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed June 22, 2024, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31534.

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Fellow That Looks Like Me, Sheet Music 03


This item is part of the I. G. Greer Folksong Collection which consists of more than 300 individual song titles and their variants as collected by Isaac Garfield Greer (1881-1967) from informants, primarily in Ashe, Wilkes and Watauga counties. The collection includes manuscripts, typescript transcriptions produced by Dr. Greer’s clerical staff, and handwritten musical notations. Songs range from traditional Child Ballads, traditional English and Scottish ballads as well as their American variants, to 19th century popular music to musical compositions of local origin.


Popular music--United States
Folk songs--United States
Mistaken identity--Songs and music
Courtship--Songs and music
Arrest--Songs and music

Alternative Title

That Fellow That Looks Like Me


Poole, John F., approximately 1833-1893


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University


Greer, I. G. (Isaac Garfield), 1881-1967


Notated music




That Fellow that Looks Like Me.

In sad despair I wander,
My heart is filled with woe.
When on my grief I ponder,
What to do I do not know.
For cruel fate has on me frowned,
And the trouble seems to be
There’s another fellow in this here town
That’s just the image of me !


Oh, wouldn’t I like to catch him,
Whoever he may be?
Wouldn’t I burst his pumpkin head,
That fellow that looks like me ?

One day while I was walking
Through a narrow street up town,
I was stopped by a man in a rage,
Who said, “I’ve got you, Mr. Brown.
You know my daughter you have wronged”.
Though his gal I never did see,
But he beat me till I was black and blue,
For that fellow that looks like me.

One day while I sat sparking
A girl as dear as life,
A lady who had just dropped in
Says, “Brown, how is your wife?”
In vain I said I’m a single man
Though married I wish to be.”
She called me a swindle and kicked me out
For the fellow that looks like me.

One day when I had started
To the Central Park to go,
A stranger stepped up to me,
Said, “Pay me this bill you owe.”
In vain I said , “ I know you not”,
But he would not let me free
Till a crowd came/around and the bill I paid
For the fellow that looks like me.

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Randolph, 463

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