Thanks to everyone for their posts on this topic.
I have been trying to find information on this song for my grandpa.
I was able to find the original songbook at the library.
Here are the words for anyone else who is interested...

Transcribed from the original songbook:

COVER:

Git-Dap Napoleon
WAL, I SWAN (EBENEZER FRYE)

sung by Raymond Hitchcock
in Henry W. Savage's production of
THE YANKEE TOURIST

--Words and Music by Benjamin Hapgood Burt--

(this song to be recited, more than sung.)

1. I run the old mill over here to Reubensville.
My name's Joshua Ebenezer Frye.
I know a thing or two. you bet your neck I do.
They don't ketch me for I'm too darn sly.
I've seen Bunco men, allus got the best o' them.
Once I met a couple on the Boston train.
They says, "How be you!" I says, "That'll do!
Travel right along with your darn skin game."

CHORUS 1: Wal, I swan! I mus' be gittin' on!
Git-dap, Napoleon! It looks like rain.
Wal, I'll be switched! The hay ain't pitched.
Come in when you're over to the farm again.

2. I drove the old mare over to the County Fair,
Took first prize on a load o' summer squash.
Stopped at the cider mill coming over by the hill.
Come home "tighter" than a drum, by gosh!
I was so durn full, I give away the old bull,
Dropped both my reins clean out on the fill.
Got hum so darn late, couldn't find the barn gate.
Ma says, "Joshua 'taint possibil."

CHORUS 2: (Same as 1.)

3. We had a big show here 'bout a week ago
Pitched up a tent by the old mill dam.
Ma says let's go in to the sideshow,
Jus' take a look at the tattooed man.
I see a cus' look, sharp at my pocket book,
Says "Gimme two tens for a five.
I says, "You durn fool! I be the constabule!
Now you're arrested sure as yer live."

CHORUS 3: Wal, I swan! I mus' be gittin' on!
Git-dap, Napoleon! It looks like rain.
Wal, I'll be durned! The butter ain't churned.
Come in when you're over to the farm again.

4. I drove the old bay into town yesterday
Hitched by the track to the railroad fence.
Tied her good and strong, but a train came along,
And I ain't seen the "hoss" or the wagin sence.
Had to foot it home so I started off alone,
When a man says, "Hurry! yer barn's on fire."
But I had the key in my pocket you see,
So, I knew that the cus' was a fool or a liar.

CHORUS 4: (Same as 1.)

5. My son Joshua went to Philadelphia
He wouldn't do a day's work if he could.
Smoked cigarettes too, way the city folks do.
What he's a-coming to, ain't no good.
He didn't give a darn 'bout stayin' on the farm,
Keeps writin' hum he's a-doin' right well.
It seems sort of fun'ny that he's allus out o' money,
And Ma says the boy's up to some kind o' hell.

CHORUS 5: (Same as 1.)

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