The Little Poster Maid 1899 'The Ameer'

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 20 Mar 2006
2006

Side by side on a wall displayed
they posed so the story ran.
She was a dainty Poster maid,
while he was a poster man;
In goblin blue they'd flirt, these two.
He'd smile a saffron smile,
she'd turn her orange face away,
but greenly watch the while.

She was a dainty little Poster maid,
a sad coquette was she,
with an ankle trim and a well turned limb
and a figure fine to see.
He glanced at her in a manner bold.
Quite shocking, I'm afraid.
When he asked for a kiss
she posed like this,
for she was a Poster maid.

He told his love as there they stood
on a dull vermillion street.
They redly glowed, as lovers should,
from head to their old gold feet.
His yellow hair he'd madly tear;
her pale green blush grew nil.
As she pinkly said: "A Prince I'd wed,
while you're but a poster, 'Bill'."

She was a fickle little Poster maid,
a sad coquette was she,
with an ankle trim and a well turned limb
and a figure fine to see.
He tried to frown an umber brown,
(they'd used one another's shade.)
Instead of brown she turned him down,
for she was a Poster maid.

Of heart bereft stood on her left
a solferino Knight.
His coat was blue,
his face the hue quite opposite from white.
"My Knight," said she,
"jet black must be."
Said he: "I'm black and blue."
"Just name the Knight," she answered bright:
Will Tuesday night suit you?"

She was a naughty little Poster maid,
a sad coquette was she,
with an ankle trim and a well turned limb
and a figure fine to see.
But sad to tell she fooled him well
nor met him in the glade.
All Knights she'd aver
looked alike to her,
for she was a Poster maid.

And so she lived till one dark night,
the drizzling rain came down,
came down in sheets on the scarlet steets
and spoiled her magenta gown.
The posters all felt blue next morn.
They knew the truth that day.
Amid the wet
this coy coquette must quite have run away.

She was a dainty little Poster maid,
a sad coquette was she,
with an ankle trim and a well turned limb
and a figure fine to see.
The Posters knew that she had to go,
for storms must be obeyed,
they'd learned at last she was not fast,
tho' she was a Poster Maid.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Little Poster Maid 1899
from "The Ameer"
Music by Victor Herbert
Lyrics by Frederic Ranken
© MDCCCXCIX by M. Witmark & Sons
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 20 March 2006 at 11.36
in association with Doug Grierson
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