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Lyr Req: The Happy Whistling Coon (Devere/Raeburn)

29 Apr 02 - 07:36 PM (#700804)
Subject: Need words and music and title of song
From: GUEST,SnakeLady

I am searching for the title, words and music to a song for my Aunt. Some of the song goes like this: Oh, I've seen in my time some very funny folks, but the funniest of all I've seen is a .......


29 Apr 02 - 07:53 PM (#700817)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Need words and music and title of song
From: Sorcha

We need more clues here. Age of aunt, where did she hear it, genre...


30 Apr 02 - 08:46 AM (#701088)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Need words and music and title of song
From: Noreen

genre of aunt? :0)

Yes, snake lady, more information would help.


13 Nov 11 - 12:37 PM (#3256251)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE HAPPY WHISTLING COON (Devere/Raeburn)
From: Jim Dixon

(The sheet music can be seen at the Library of Congress web site:


THE HAPPY WHISTLING COON.
Words, Sam Devere; Music, Sam Raeburn.
Boston: Oliver Ditson & Co., ©1889.
"Sung with immense success by all the minstrels."

1. I've met in my time some very funny fellows,
But the funniest of all I know,
Is a colored individual, as sure as you're alive.
He's as black as any black crow.
You may talk until you're tired, but you'll never get a word
From this very funny, queer old coon.
He's a knock-kneed, double-jointed, humpy-plumky moke,
But he's happy when he whistles this tune: (Whistles.)

2. He's got a pair of lips like a pound of liver split,
And a nose like an injum [sic] rubber shoe.
He's a limpy, happy, chuckle-headed, hickleberry [sic] nig,
And he whistles like a happy killy-loo.
He's an independent, free and easy, fat and greasy ham,
With a cranium like a big baboon.
I never heard him talk to anybody in my life,
But he's happy when he whistles this tune: (Whistles.)

3. He'll whistle in the morning, through the day and through the night.
He'll whistle to the children in bed.
He'll whistle like a locomotive engine in his sleep.
He'll whistle and stand on his head.
One day a fellow hit him with a brick in the mouth.
His face swelled up like a balloon.
Now he goes along shaking like a monkey in a fit,
And this is how he whistles that tune: (Whistles)

4. No matter what comes, you'll always find him jolly.
You may put him out to sea on a log,
But he'll roll up his eyes, and kick up his heels,
And laugh like a fat bulldog.
He will dance when the rain comes down in a flood.
He will shuffle by the light of the moon.
He's a flat-footed, double-toed lively son of Ham,
And he's happy when he whistles this tune: (Whistles)