Collected by Max Hunter (H-9)
For Mary C. Parler
Transcribed by Frances Majors
Sung by Fred Smith
June 22, 1958
Reel 251-52, Item 2
Bill Johnson, The Monkey, and The Dago
I was standing on the corner
Watching a dago and his monk;
The monkey passed the hat around,
Bill Johnson threw something in.
He thought it was a penny
But it was a five in gold,
And they begin to fighting
Like warriors of old.
Bill Johnson grabbed the monkey,
And he choked him black and blue;
The monkey jumped on Johnson's pants,
And tore them half in two.
The monkey jumped in Johnson's breast,
And spit in Johnson's face;
And Johnson swore that nothing more
Could save him from disgrace.
It was up and down and all around,
And in the air and on the ground;
Such carrying on I never saw before.
I don't know that monkey's name,
But he got there just the same,
Bill Johnson, the monkey, and the dago.
The dago threw a brick at Johnson,
Johnson let it pass;
Threw over and hit the Chinaman,
And broke the Dutchman's window glass.
The Dutchman came out running,
To see what he had found;
The Chinaman grabbed the monkey's tail
And knocked the Dutchman down.
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