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When the Parson Makes Miss Mandy Johnson Mine

Dar's a col-or'd girl named Mandy,
Let me tell you she's a dandy,
Of all the gals I ever had
she sure-ly is the best

She's a model of pro-pri-e-ty
And moves in good so-ci-e-ty,
And for my little blackbird
I am gwine to build a nest

Dar is no-one dat is neat-er,
And a 'pos-sum aint no sweet-er,
You coons will all be jea-lous
when you see us dress'd up fine.

Dar'll surely be a ju-bi-lee,
No fin-er sight you'll ev-er see,
And dat is when the par-son makes
Miss Man-dy John-son mine.

(REFRAIN Moderata)

When the par-son makes
Miss Mandy John-son mine,
Dar will be a cre-e-mo-ny might-y fine.
Get an in-vi-ta-tion soon,
Hurry up, you la-zy coon.

For on wa-ter-mel-on you is gwine to done.

Rub on your kink-y hair
some mut-ton tal-ler,
And bring a--long a gal
all dressed in yal ler

Ev'ry bo-dys sure to come,
You will hear the ban-jo's hum
When the par-son makes
Miss Man-dy John-son mine.

True as talk that's in the bi-ble,
Dar's a coon who am my r-val;
And I ex-pect he'll pes-ter me,
cos Man-dy shook him quick.

If he looks for more en-ligh-ment,
Dar will sure-ly be ex-cite-ment,
For as true as I love chickens.
Why dis nas-ty coon I'll lick.

For I'll have my raz-zer han-dy,
Cos I must pro-tect my Man-dy.
When we're march-ing down... the line,
Dat's de time dat we will shine