Miss Virginia 1899

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 28 Jun 2008
2008

Done heard a lot 'bout
some hot coons in town
but I guess about de warmest in de lot
am Miss Virginia,
da queen of all Coontown
who style has paralysed dem on de spot.
She's a choc'late cullud lady,
Cullud gents from black to shady
all cast at her a longing eye,
and they murmur this when she goes by....
Oh!

Miss Virginia can I win yer?
Tell me, honey, tell me do,
I'm so lonely, be mine only;
Honey I love you.
Miss Virginia can I win yer?
Tell me, honey, tell me do,
I'm so lonely, be mine only;
Honey I love you.

She's got diamonds to lose,
she has all kinds of clothes
she's a hummer that has made the darkies talk.
for ev'ry coon has a hoodooed dis gal,
but she never fails to win out in a walk.
Ev'ry inch a lady right through.
A thoroughbred whose blood is true blue.
A solitaire they'd like to own,
but no preference this gal has shown.
Oh!

Miss Virginia can I win yer?
Tell me, honey, tell me do,
I'm so lonely, be mine only;
Honey I love you.
Miss Virginia can I win yer?
Tell me, honey, tell me do,
I'm so lonely, be mine only;
Honey I love you.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Miss Virginia 1899
lyrics and music by Jefferson & Irving
arranged by William Polla
© MDCCCXCIX by Sol Bloom
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sequence by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 28 June 2008 at 15.04
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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