OFF TO AMERICA
 
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I knew a man, an humble man, much henpecked and much wedded
His wife's mamma inside his house seemed planted and embedded
So on his knees he said, 'Wife please, tell me when Ma proposes
To go from here.' She said 'Next year' He cried, 'Oh jumping Moses!'
Ha, Ha,' said he.

Chorus: Here's another one off to America
Off where the good folks go
Over the seas, gay as you please
Off where the violets blow.


A policeman once and not a dunce proposed to a nice slavey
Her cash he got, she'd saved a lot, he blued it 'Take your davey'
The wedding day arrived they say, his clothes were bright and glowing
A cab he called, the neighbours bawled, 'Bravo, to church he's going.'
'You're wrong,' thought he.

Chorus: Here's another one off to America
Off where the good folks go
Over the seas, gay as you please
Off where the tea leaves go.


A thristy man with such an thirst his neck with drought got twisted
He'd not a rap to get a drink, he took the bob enlisted
For one short hour with all his power he made the pewters rattle
The bugles call, the people all said, 'Now he's off to battle.'
'Not he,' said he.

Chorus: Here's another one off to America
Off where the good folks go
Over the seas, gay as you please
Off where the brave men go.


A nice young man had Mary Ann, he gave her many a present
Beneath the moon they'd sit and spoon, they found their spooning pleasant
But when she said, 'My darling Ted, your present I've in view, dear
You've given a lot, now I have got a lovely gift for you dear.'
Ha, ha,' said he.

Chorus: Here's another one off to America
Off where the good folks go
Over the seas, gay as you please
Off where the Mormons blow.


I knew a cove one night he hove around his house dejected
The doctor had said things were bad, how bad he'd not suspected
He said to nurse, 'How is she, worse?' 'No all alive I vow, Sir'
'Is it a gell?' she said 'It? well, it's three Sir, up to now Sir.'
'Great Scott,' said he.

Chorus: Here's another one off to America
Off where the good folks go
Over the seas, gay as you please
Where the Violet Powders blow.
 
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Performed by James Fawn (1850-1923)
 
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