Lyrics: First verse Now listen little children, I am going to tell you true, About a dreadful scaryharem scarum bugaboo He's tall and wide and weird and ears a waistcoat made of ice. And when he smiles his countenance is anything but nice. He's watching out for little coons about the size of you, And if he gets a hold of you, I'll tell you what he'll do, He'll take you by your noses in the twinkling of your eye And turn you into icicles and hang you up to dry.Refrain and Chorus He'll freeze your little toes, He'll pinch your little nose, He'll set your little colod ears a hummin', Look out for ""Jackie Frost,"" If he bite you, you'll be lost, And skedaddle if you ever see him comin': he'll in' Second verse He lives on frozen pudding, and puts ice cream in his tea, He plays the game of ""freeze out"" in a way you seldom see. Cold storage he invented, and he made the icy mit> His brand of frieid silence makes a most decided hit. He's frapped hair and whiskers, in eye an icy glare, And the way he blows his nose it would make any body stare So now you little darkies must be ware the iceman grip gets you in his clutches he will never let you slip.
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The derogatory terms, images, and ideas that appear in some of this sheet music are not condoned by the University of Mississippi. They do represent the attitudes of a number of Americans at the times the songs were published. As such, it is hoped that the sheet music in this collection can aid students of music, history, and other disciplines to better understand popular American music and racial stereotypes from the 19th- and early 20th-centuries. Read the introduction for further information to use when contextualizing this item: http://220.127.116.11/cdm4/intro_harris.php