Miranda 1929

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 7 Aug 2013
2013

Miranda was a high brown maid
of a choc'late shade
who lived in Virginia.
Miranda had a lover bold
who like the knights of old
his motto was "I'll win ya!"
Just at dusk
when the sun hung low
he'd always come along,
and with his rusty old banjo
you'd hear him sing this song:

Good ev'ning Miranda
how you feeling this ev'ning?
Just came by Miranda
to tell you how I'm grieving.
I'll be sad until you name the day
our wedding bells will chime.
Can't be glad
till I can safely say
that you'll be mine.
I'm waiting Miranda
waiting right in your do'way,
ain't no use Miranda
for to tell me to go 'way,
'cause if my love you deny
like a crazy goosey gander
I'm going to die
right on your verandah
Miranda
please don't say "No."

Good ev'ning Miranda
how you feeling this ev'ning?
Just came by Miranda
to tell you how I'm grieving.
I'll be sad until you name the day
our wedding bells will chime.
Can't be glad
till I can safely say
that you'll be mine.
I'm waiting Miranda
waiting right in your do'way,
ain't no use Miranda
for to tell me to go 'way,
'cause if my love you deny
like a crazy goosey gander
I'm going to die
right on your verandah
Miranda
please don't say "No."

Miranda was a reg'lar gal,
sort of real good pal,
liked by all the fellows.
Miranda was a reg'lar sport,
I mean she ain't the sort
that likes to make men jealous.
Ev'ry eve as the sun went down
she sat at her window
and listened to this mournful sound
from her dark Romeo:

Good ev'ning Miranda
how you feeling this ev'ning?
Just came by Miranda
to tell you how I'm grieving.
I'll be sad until you name the day
our wedding bells will chime.
Can't be glad
till I can safely say
that you'll be mine.
I'm waiting Miranda
waiting right in your do'way,
ain't no use Miranda
for to tell me to go 'way,
'cause if my love you deny
like a crazy goosey gander
I'm going to die
right on your verandah
Miranda
please don't say "No."

Good ev'ning Miranda
how you feeling this ev'ning?
Just came by Miranda
to tell you how I'm grieving.
I'll be sad until you name the day
our wedding bells will chime.
Can't be glad
till I can safely say
that you'll be mine.
I'm waiting Miranda
waiting right in your do'way,
ain't no use Miranda
for to tell me to go 'way,
'cause if my love you deny
like a crazy goosey gander
I'm going to die
right on your verandah
Miranda
please don't say "No."

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Miranda 1929
words & music by Nobel Sissle
© 1929
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 7 August 2013 at 17.37
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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