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SONGSTER. 209
8ay3 she. How I love you, you dog's meat man,
Vou pretty Uttle, sweet little dog's meat man;
Her lilies and her roses all turned to tan,
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When she feU in love wid the dog s meat man.
Now every morning as he comes by.
Whether the weather was wet or dry,
Right opposite the door he would always stand,
Crying, Dog's meat, here's your dog's meat man.
Th^n the cats all ran out at the dog's meat man.
And they rubbed against the barrow of the dog's
meat man;
So he picked up the barrow, and away he ran.
Crying, Dog's meat, here's your dog's meat man.
The times are very hard, says the dog's meat man.
Folks get into my debt, says the dog's meat man^
She vowed and declared it was quite scan'
So to treat such a pretty little dog's meat man.
Why, had I but the money, said the dog's meat matti
Pd set up a tripe shop, said the dog's meat man.
And marry you straight—She admired his plan.
So she lent five pounds to the dog's meat man.
The very next Sunday he was seen.
In a jacket and trowsers of velveteen.
And to Chatham Garden in a span-
New gown there she went, wid her dog's meat man.
She'd biscuits and ale wid the dog's meat man.
And she sat and she talk'd wid the dog's meat man.
She couldn't blush, because she'd no fan.
So she sat and squinted at the dog's meat man.
She'd biscuit and ale with the dog's meat man.
And she walk'd arm in arm wid the dog's meat inan^
And all the little boys what outside did stand,
Cried, Lawd ! look, there goes the dog's meat man.