Lyrics:
First verse
Forty below coon from a show, Sits by a water tank out in the snow, he looped the loop, with a cheap troupe, And then the manager he flew the coup, why does he wait, out there so late, Just for a common old ev'ry day freight, He's broke you know, so is the show, And that's why he cries, this much is so.
Chorus
I'm going back, back, back to Baltimore, This acting bus'ness cert'nly makes me sore, black face song or a minstrel joke won't entice this foolish moke, I never cared for home so much before, They said we'd stop at swell hotels galore, we only stopped at them outside the door, The next man says I'm talented, I'll put a dent right in his head, If I get back to Baltimore.
Second verse
Some fellow mean, said ""Mister Green, You'se the most comical man I have seen, but he took a reef, in his belief, That I was funny as Mc Intyre Heaf, I went and spent, seven weeks rent, For a plug hat now I ain't got a cent, here I am broke, that hat in soak, If I act again, I hope I choke
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