Lyrics: First verse Feelin' so blue, Downhearted too, ‘Cause I thought my babe was kind o' cold; Straight-way I went, Four bits I spent, Just to have my future fortune told. Gipsy done said, That I would wed Just the gal whose bean I'd like to be, Aint sad no more, Feel glad for sure, Now I know ma baby loves but me! Now Chorus Earth scarcely holds me Since the gipsy told me, She says ma Mandy Jus' loves her Sandy, So I won't tarry, I'll ask her to marry, I'm happy because the fortune teller told me! Now Earth scarcely holds me Since the gipsy told me, She says ma Mandy Jus' loves her Sandy, So I won't tarry, I'll ask her to marry, I'm happy because the fortune teller told me! Second verse Cards tell, says she, Speakin' to me, ""Dark man's tried to steal your turtle dove! He stands no show To be her beau, For you are her one and only love! Your wish comes true, Money for you! For you'll strike a big stake pretty soon. Swell trip there'll be Over the sea, Looks to me just like a honeymoon.” Now
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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://22.214.171.124/cdm4/intro_harris.php