The Queen Of Charcoal Alley 1899

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 30 Sep 2008
2008

Coons may sing,
praises ring,
all about the gals they love,
I know one takes the bun,
she's a little turtle dove.
Her name's Sal
She's my gal
that nobody can deny,
and if you seen
this little choc'late cream
you'd smack your lips
and say "O My!"

Ah!

No one knows
how much I love my Sally!
She's the reigning
Queen of Charcoal Alley,
The coons all get in line
to worship at her shrine,
They idolize this choc'late blonde.
But she's ma baby, baby!
Talk about your Mandy
and your Sadie,
They can't touch my gal,
'cause she's a lady!
They can't steal her away,
and I ain't ashamed to say
I love the Queen of Charcoal Alley.

Talk of style
blowed my pile,
bought the very best in town,
Now ma mash cuts a dash,
ain't no one can throw her down.
Silk and lace,
beads in place,
Tell you she does look immense!
The wenches sigh
when Sally passes by,
she makes them feel her thirty cents!

Ah!

No one knows
how much I love my Sally!
She's the reigning
Queen of Charcoal Alley,
The coons all get in line
to worship at her shrine,
They idolize this choc'late blonde.
But she's ma baby, baby!
Talk about your Mandy
and your Sadie,
They can't touch my gal,
'cause she's a lady!
They can't steal her away,
and I ain't ashamed to say
I love the Queen of Charcoal Alley.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Queen Of Charcoal Alley 1899
Music by Howard & Emerson
Lyrics by Andrew B.Sterling
© MDCCCXCIX by T.B.Harms & Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 30 September 2008 at 17.37
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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