| Lyrics: | Hog-Eye Man
The hog-eye man is the man for me,
He came a sailin' from o'er the
sea
And a hog-eye!
Railroad nigger with his Hog-Eye,
Row the boat ashore with
her Hog-Eye, Oh,
What she wants is a Hog-Eye man!
Oh Sally's in the garden pickin'
peas,
Her golden hair hangin' down to her knees.
And hand me down my walkin'
cane,
I'm going to see Miss Sally Jane.
Oh, the Hog-Eye man gave a fond look of
love,
And it charmed Sally's heart which is pure as a dove.
Oh, and who's been here
since I been gone,
Some big buck nigger with his sea-boots on.
If I catch him here
with me Sally any more,
I'll sling me hook and go to sea some more.
Oh, Sally in the
parlor a-sittin' on his knee,
A-kissin' of the sailor who'd come o'er the sea.
Sally
in the garden siftin' sand,
And the hog-eye man sittin' hand in hand.
Sally in the
garden pickin' peas,
With a little hog-eye all sittin' on her knees.
Oh, the hog-eye
man is the man for me,
For he is blind and he cannot see.
Oh, in San Francisco,
there she'll wait,
For the hog-eye man to come through her gate.
Oh, a hog-eye ship and a
hog-eye crew,
A hog-eye mate and a skipper too.
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