Lyrics: First verse Listen now white folks, while I tell to you, Coons without a habit are mighty few, Some have a habit of dressing neat while my bad habit is to sleep and eat I'm telling all you coons that you will all be dead If you don't stop hallin' cigarettes up in your head There's two habits I have barred, They are fightin' ‘bout my gal and working hard. Chorus Well that is a habit I never had, That kind of habit is mighty bad; I'm telling you coons now I'm mighty glad That kind of habit I never had that kind of a habit I never had, That kind of habit is mighty bad; I'm telling you coons now I'm mighty glad That kind of habit I never had Second verse Tell you how a habit got a friend of mine, Who owned a half interest in a silver mine He got married, then his downfall came, In a bout six month he'd sold his claim, Now his money's all gone and she throwed him down He's the raggedest coon thats in this town It serves him right, for he ruined his life He had the foolish habit giving money to his wife.
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