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No. 7 - Song - Jackson and Girls - "And then that cigar went out."
| Jackson: | As I sit in my hammock, smoking and smoking, And watching the blue rings curl, They seem as they rise full of faces and eyes, And each is a beautiful girl! One pretty, piquante, provoking, A model for man to paint, Who gracefully sat for the face and all that, As Venus or else as saint! Ma petite Adèle, Sweetly your lips could pout, But you kissed me before I could say: "Ah, Je t'adore!" And so that cigar went out! |
| Girls: | Ma petite Adèle, Sweetly your lips could pout, |
| Jackson: | You kissed me before I could say: "Je t'adore!" And so that cigar went out! |
| Jackson: | There's a face in the smoke up yonder, up yonder, A girl that I like a lot, Her eyes were a hue that was even more blue, Each one a forget-me-not! Beside her I used to wander, And gaze at the flowing Rhine; My German was weak but I wanted to speak And say "Liebes Kind, sei mein!" Allerliebste Gretchen, You were a trifle stout, When I hinted a kiss, you said "Ja wohl, gewiss!" And so that cigar went out! |
| Girls: | Allerliebste Gretchen, You were a trifle stout, |
| Jackson: | I hinted a kiss, you said "Ja wohl, gewiss!" And so that cigar went out! |
| Jackson: | There's a face in the smoke above me, above me, With wonderful eyes of black; And passionate mouth, like a fruit of the South, That carries my memory back! She met me and came to love me, In Italy fair and far, Beside the blue bay where Vesuvius lay Still smoking his old cigar! Bella Giovannina, You I should rave about; But you clasp'd me, you know, and said: "Io t'amo!" And so that cigar went out! |
| Girls: | Bella Giovannina, You I should rave about; |
| Jackson: | You clasp'd me, you know, and said: "Io t'amo!" And so that cigar went out! |
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Page modified 11 December 2016