Chorus: Darkey damsels!
Dere am going to be flare up soon!
Nebber no more,
Dey'll sigh for sure,
Dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!

All dem dere tailors, up in town,
Am happy 'cos dey found dis coon!
I'se owed dem tailors many a crown,
So dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!
Ain't got no money, it is true,
Still, dat don't matter, not a sou!
I'se gibben dem my I.O.U.,
So dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!

Chorus:

Dere's been no fightin' since I flit,
So dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!
Now things am wakin' up a bit,
And dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!
I'se made a hole in Pompey's head,
Made Bill so ill he's gone to bed,
Swiped Sam and laid Jake out for dead,
So dey're happy 'cos dey found dis coon!