Lyr. Add: SACRAMENTO GALS
(Air- "Bobbin' Around")

The Sacramento gals are some,
Napping 'round, around, around;
They're down on men who live on rum,
As they go nipping 'round.

They're pretty gals, I must confess,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
And "Lordy-massy" how they dress,
As they go nipping 'round.

On J street they are to be found,
Nipping 'round, around, around,
Their bustles lift them off the ground,
As they go nipping 'round.

Their hoops will reach around a dray,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
They're "airy" on a windy day,
As they go nipping 'round.

There's many a gal from Ar-kan-saw,
Nipping 'round, around, around,
Who well remembers *hollowing "haw,"
As she went nipping 'round.

Their faces covered with paint and chalk,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
Their hoops take up the whole sidewalk,
As they go nipping 'round.

They're here and there, like Santa Anna,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
They're fresh and mellow as a ripe banana,
As they go nipping 'round.

Give me a rosy country gal,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
No matter if her name is Sal,
As she goes nipping 'round.

But of all the gals I ever see,
Nipping 'round, around, around;
The Sacramento gals for me,
As they go nipping 'round.

* as spelled in the "Songster."
John A. Stone, 1858, "Put's Golden Songster," pp. 21-22. Appleton & Co., San Francisco.
Based on the popular song, "Bobbin' Around," by W. J. Florence, 1850(?), 2nd. ed. 1855. Levy Sheet Music, Bobbin' Around

Lyr. Add: BOBBIN' AROUND
W. J. Florence, 1851(?), 1855

In August last on one fine day,
A bobbing around, around, around,
When Josh and I went to make hay,
We went a bobbing around.

Says Josh to me let's take a walk,
a bobbing around. around, around,
Then we can have a private talk,
As we go bobbing around.

We walked along to the mountain ridge,
a bobbing around, around, around,
Till we got near Squire Slipshop's bridge,
As we went bobbing around.

Then Josh and I went on a spree,
A bobbing around, around, around,
And I kiss'd Josh and Josh kiss'd me
As we went bobbing around.

Then Josh's pluck no longer tarri'd,
A bobbing around, around, around,
Says he dear Patience let's get married
Then we'll go bobbing around.

Now I know he lov'd another Gal,
A bobbing around, around, around,
They called her long legg'd
crooked shin curly tooth'd Sal,
When he went bobbing around.

So after we got into church,
A bobbing around, around, around,
I cut and left Josh in the lurch,
Then he went bobbing around.

"The Yankee Song Bobbin' Around," 2nd. ed. 1855, words and music by W. J. Florence, New York, pub. Samuel L. Jollie, the only authentic edition. Levy Sheet Music Collection, link above.

In 1851, John A. Stone published "Bobbin' Around Songster." No other data.