Shoo, Fly! Don't Bodder Me!

A.W. Auner, Song Publisher , Philada. Pa.

SHOO, FLY! DON’T BODDER ME!

I think I hear de angels sing,
I think I hear de angels sing,
I think I hear de angels sing:
De angels now are on do wing.
I feel, I feel, I feel—dats what my modder said:
De angels pouring ’lasses down upon dis nigger’s head

If I sleep in de sun, dis nigger knows,
If I sleep in de sun, dis nigger knows,
If I sleep in de sun, dis nigger knows,
A fly come sting him on de nose.
I feel, I feel. I feel—dat’s what my modder said:
Whenever dis nigger goes to sleep, he must cober up his head.

I thought, I thought I heard de Captain say,
I thought, I thought I heard de Captain say,
I thought, I thought I heard de Captain say,
I thought, I thought I heard de Captain say.
I feel, I feel, I feel—dat’s what my modder said:
Whenever dis nigger goes to sleep, he must cober up his

I think, I think I hear an angel sing,
I think, I think I hear an angel sing,
I think, I think I hear an angel sing,
I think, I think I hear an angel sing.
I feel, I feel, I feel—dat’s what my modder said;
Whenever dis nigger goes to sleep, he must cober up his hoad.

I feel, I feel, I feel like a morning star,
I feel, I feel, I feel like a morning star,
I feet, I feel, I feel like a morning star,
I feel, I feel, I feel like a morning star.
I feel, I feel, I feel—dat’s what my modder said:
Whenever dis nigger goes to sleep, he must cober up his head.

I thing, I think I’d like to take a drink,
I think, I think I’d like to take a drink.
I think, I think I’d like to take a drink,
I think, I think I’d like to take a drink.
I feel, I feel, I feel—dat’s what my modder said:
Whenever dis nigger goes to sleep, he must cober up his head.

A.W. AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER, CARD &JOB PRINTER, Eleventh &Market Sts., Philada. Pa.

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