Frank Hutchison — Coney Isle

Said, I went down to the Turkish feast People was eatin' like big wild geese I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Talk about people have a devil of a time Eatin' up chicken and a-drinkin' the wine I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Bake that flapjack, bake him brown Swing them flapjacks around, around I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Make that featherbed and make it up a-right Old Miner Brown are gonna stay all night I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Some folks say that a coon won't steal I caught three in my cornfield I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle One had a bushel and the other 'un had a peck The other 'un had a roastin' ear tied around his neck I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Coon is settin' on the end of a log Finger on his trigger, but his eye on the hog I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Gun went, "Boom!", the hog went, "Zip!" Coon jumped on it with all of his grip I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Along comes Sal, hoppin' down the street Patent leather shoes and kitten feet Good mornin' babe, hello now Get over there Sal, sooey on now, babe Hello Sal, I know you One old slipper and a run-down shoe Good morning now, sooey Go on, Sal, get on over now, babe People downtown gettin' so mean It's chased the coons up a 'simmon tree I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Makes no difference how the time may be Everything in the world sure suits me I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle Get over, Sal, you ain't allowed in the street Crawdad man done passed his gate Go on now, sooey on, babe, get over now When I get ready to leave this Earth I look a-back, say my money's worth I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle