Sheet Music, 1834-1899
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ISBN
MUM00682, 0572
Description
Cover: drawing of an African American male dressed in fine clothing; text reads: A favorite comic song and sung by Mr. G. W. Dixon; Publisher: J. L. Hewitt and Co. (New York)
Subject Headings (Library of Congress)
Songs -- United States -- 19th Century; Popular Music -- United States
Relational Format
music score
Original Format
scores
Original Collection
Sheldon Harris Collection (MUM00682), Archives and Special Collections, University of Mississippi Libraries
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Lyrics
Lyrics:
First verse
O ole Zip Coon he is a larned skoler, O ole Zip Coon he is a larned skolar, O ole Zip Coon he is a larned skolar, Sings possum up a gum tree an coony in a holler. Posum up a gum tree, coony on a stump, posum up a gum tree, coony on a stump, posum up a gum tree coony on a stump, Den over dubble trubble, Zip coon will jump,
Chorus
O Zip a duden duden duden zip a duden day. O Zip a duden duden duden duden duden day. O Zip a duden duden duden duden duden day. Zip a duden duden duden zip a duden day.
Second verse
O its old Suky blue skin, she is in lub wid me I went the udder arter noon to take a dish ob tea; What do you tink no, Suky hab for supper, Why chicken foot an posum heel, widout any butter.
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Third Verse
Did you eber see the wild goose, sailing on de ocean, O de wild goose motion is a bery pretty notion; Ebry time de wild goose, beckens to de swaller, You hear him google google google google gollar.
(Chorus)
Fourth Verse
I went down to Sandy Hollar t'other arternoon And the first man I chanced to meet war ole Zip Coon; Ole Zip Coon he is a natty scholar, For he plays upon de Banjo Cooney in de hollar.
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Fifth verse
My old Missus she's mad wid me, Kase I wouldn't go wid her into Tennessee Massa build him barn and put in de fodder Twas dis ting and dat ting one ting or odder.
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Sixth verse
I pose you heard ob de battle New Orleans, Whar ole Gineral Jackson gib de British beans; Dare de Yannkee boys do de job so slick, For dey cotch old Packenham an rowed him up de creek.
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Seventh verse
I hab many tings to tork about, but don't know wich come first, So here de toast to old Zip Coon before he gin to rust; May he hab de pretty girls, like de King ob ole, To sing dis song so many times, fore he turn to mele.
(Chorus)
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