From the sheet music at The Library of Congress:


QUEEN AT THE BALL IN ORLEANS
Words and music by Fred. Wilson
St. Louis: Balmer & Weber, ©1873.

1. At a colored fancy ball the other night,
That was held while I was down in New Orleans,
I'll tell you in my song about the jolly throng,
The real pink of fashion De la creams.
The Noddies mid the Shoddies all were there,
From the wooly-headed nigger to the coon,
Dancing to the fiddle across and down the middle,
And promenading all around the room.

CHORUS: But talk of your swells and dashing young belles,
Black as charcoal to the charming Creole,
But "Dinah" was queen at blushing sixteen
And pride of the ball in Orleans

2. They balanced to each other mighty fine,
The fashionable, long, the short and tall,
For ev'ry colored swell had got a lovely gal,
But Dinah she outshone the darkies all.
"Pompey" fiddled upon a barrel head,
And occasion'ly he'd drank his whiskey skin.
You ought to hear him shout as he called the figures out,
And watched the colored fellows dance and sing.

3. They were dancing all the night until the morn,
Before they ever thought of going home,
So to make the matter worse, they had a little fuss,
But that was done to give themselves a tone.
"Pompey" broke his fiddle upon my head.
The ladies yelled and made such awful screams.
They kicked up quite a row, and so I told you how
The darkies end the ball in New Orleans.