Johnson Wins The Cake 1897

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 20 Jun 2008
2008

In color'd swell society the leader
who's equal in this town can not be found,
the ladies with bright smiles
they always greet me
the lion of the hour in this town
when colored belles and beaus
assemble to compete for that cake
with applause the hall does fairly tremble
when the judges say that Johnson wins the cake.

Colored ladies sighing
coons with envy dying
as a circle of the room
the make "Yea! Roe! Roe!
Hail to the chief band playing
when the judges saying that
Mister Hiram Johnson wins the cake.

Colored ladies sighing
coons with envy dying
as a circle of the room
the make "Yea! Roe! Roe!
Hail to the chief band playing
when the judges saying that
Mister Hiram Johnson wins the cake.

I lead the grand cottillion
for the smart set
my presence seems to add to fashions glow,
devoid of ostentation strict propriety
commands respect where'er I go,
when the cream of colored fashion gather
remarks like this they make
to witness the poetry of notion
Go see Hiram Johnson
walking for that cake.

Colored ladies sighing
coons with envy dying
as a circle of the room
the make "Yea! Roe! Roe!
Hail to the chief band playing
when the judges saying that
Mister Hiram Johnson wins the cake.

Colored ladies sighing
coons with envy dying
as a circle of the room
the make "Yea! Roe! Roe!
Hail to the chief band playing
when the judges saying that
Mister Hiram Johnson wins the cake.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Johnson Wins The Cake 1897
Cake-Walk Song
Words & Music by Jno.H.Flynn
© MDCCCXCVII by Howley, Haviland & Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 20 June 2008 at 08.57
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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