An Awful Wicked Nigger 1897

James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 29 Nov 2004

Was a coon
he lived down yonder,
an his curves I done got onter;
he cut me out completely wid ma gal.
So I felt it war ma duty
fo' ter spile dat ar coon's beauty
an' teach him not ter monkey 'roun' ma Sal.
Wal, I t'ought dat up I'd size him,
dat I'd go down an' surprise him;
I meant ter spread him all about de place
When I sharpened up ma razor
Nervy Sal, it didn't phase her;
she had a curious smile onto her face.

It's an awful wicked nigger,
dat's wa't I am, Yes I am!
Wid ma razer in ma han'
I'se mighty spry,
yo' bet I's spry!
Hol' yer finger on der trigger,
now jes' yo' do.
Better do!
'Kase dis nigger am up to snuff an' awful,
awful fly! Oh. Lordy!

Yes ma min' was fixed ter lick him.
I would punch him
an' would kick him;
his mudder wouldn't know her son, no, mo'
'kase he injured ma affection
an' he needed some correction,
which I was set on givin' him,
for sho'
So I set out, mad an' bitin'
an' dat coon he met me smilin'
we mingled dar, dat minute, in a fight.
An' he done me mighty neatly,
Yes, he laid me out completely,
an w'en we finished
I was jes' a sight!

He's an awful wicked nigger,
dat's w'at he is, yes he is!
Needs no razzer fer ter fight
he am so spry, yo' bet he's spry!
Hol' yer finger on der trigger,
now jes' you do,
better do!
'Kase dat nigger am up to snuff
an awful, awful fly!
Oh, Lawdy!

We am all lays sumfin learnin'
an ma 'sperience I's earning'
I's learned a lesson,
an' I's got it right
Yo' sweet life,
yo'd safely bet it,
dat I nebber shall forgit it;
it doesn't pay about a gal ter fight.
Taint no use, ye needn't snigger
'Kase I aint no fightin' nigger;
do want ter see a razer or a knife.
Any coon like me t'would sicken
fer ter git dat fearful lickin';
do wan no mo' in mine,
yo' bet yo' life!

I's no mo' a wicked nigger,
yo, bet I ain't, No I ain't!
An' ma razzer I has laid for ever by
do' wan' it nigh!
Keep yer finger off dat trigger,
now jes' yo' do.
Oh, please do!
'Kase I's shook de gang an' now
I's through wid bein' fly!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
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An Awful Wicked Nigger 1897
Words by S.B. Alexander. Music by Summit L. Hecht
© 1897 by White-Smith Music Pub. Co., Boston
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 29 November 2004 at 19.37
in association with Doug Grierson
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