<p class="tit-song">THE SHANTY BOY</p> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page252" name="page252"></SPAN>(p. 252)</span>
<p>I am a jolly shanty boy,<br/>
As you will soon discover.<br/>
To all the dodges I am fly,<br/>
A hustling pine woods rover.<br/>
A peavy hook it is my pride,<br/>
An ax I well can handle;<br/>
To fell a tree or punch a bull<br/>
Get rattling Danny Randall.</p>
<p>Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.</p>
<p>I love a girl in Saginaw;<br/>
She lives with her mother;<br/>
I defy all Michigan<br/>
To find such another.<br/>
She's tall and fat, her hair is red,<br/>
Her face is plump and pretty,<br/>
She's my daisy, Sunday-best-day girl,—<br/>
And her front name stands for Kitty.</p>
<p>Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.</p>
<p>I took her to a dance one night,<br/>
A mossback gave the bidding;<br/>
Silver Jack bossed the shebang<br/>
And Big Dan played the fiddle.<br/>
We <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page253" name="page253"></SPAN>(p. 253)</span> danced and drank, the livelong night.<br/>
With fights between the dancing—<br/>
Till Silver Jack cleaned out the ranch<br/>
And sent the mossbacks prancing.</p>
<p>Bung yer eye: bung yer eye.</p>
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