Little Black Mustache, Lyric Variant 03
 


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“Little Black Mustache, Lyric Variant 03,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed November 21, 2024, https://am.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31678.


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Title

Little Black Mustache, Lyric Variant 03

Description

This item is part of the I. G. Greer Folksong Collection which consists of more than 300 individual song titles and their variants as collected by Isaac Garfield Greer (1881-1967) from informants, primarily in Ashe, Wilkes and Watauga counties. The collection includes manuscripts, typescript transcriptions produced by Dr. Greer’s clerical staff, and handwritten musical notations. Songs range from traditional Child Ballads, traditional English and Scottish ballads as well as their American variants, to 19th century popular music to musical compositions of local origin.

Subject

Ballads
Mustaches--Songs and music
Warnings--Songs and music
Courtship--Songs and music

Alternative Title

The Black Mustache

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Contributor

Greer, I. G. (Isaac Garfield), 1881-1967

Format

PDF

Language

English

Type

Text

Transcription

Little Black Moustache.

Once I courted a charming beau,
I loved him dear as life.
I allus knowed the time would come
when I could be his wife.
His pockets, they was lined with gold
And how he cut a dash
With a diamond ring, gold watch and chain
And a darling black moustache.

He allus come on Sunday nights
and stayed till nearly three.
He said he never loved a girl
In the way that he loved me.
He said 'twas so, and so you know
That he had lots of cash.
And then he'd press upon my lips-that darling black
That darling black moustache.

Along there came an old, old maid
She was worth her weight in gold.
She had fake hair, she wore false teeth,
She was forty-five years old.
So coolly he deserted me
Just for that old maid's cash.
And then he'd press upon her lips
That darling black moustache.

And now they live across the way
In that great mansion old.
She married him for his black moustache,
He married her for gold.
Come all young maids, take my advice,
And never be so rash
As to fall in love with every chap
Who wears a black moustache.

Refrain:
That little black moustache,
That little black moustache,
And now you know I had a beau
with a darling black moustache.

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Older Ballads - Mostly British - 202 Randolph, 402

File name

113_LittleBlackMustache_Lyric_03

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