The New Cabaret Girl

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The New Cabaret Girl

That little yaller gal

Wid blue-green eyes:

If her daddy ain’t white

Would be a surprise.

She don’t drink gin

An’ she don’t like corn.

I asked her one night

Where she was born.

An’ she say, Honey,

I don’t know

Where I come from

Or where I go.

That crazy little yaller gal

Wid blue-green eyes:

If her daddy ain’t ’fay

Would be a surprise.

An’ there she sets a cryin’

In de cabaret

A lookin’ all sad

When she ought to play.

My God, I says,

You can’t live that way!

Babe, you can’t

Live that way!