Johnny Comes Down To Hilo

I nebber see de like since I bin born,
When a railroad navvy wid his sea-boots on,
Says, “Johnny come down to Hilo, Poor ol’ man”
Oh, wake ‘er, Oh, shake ‘er!
Oh, wake dat girl wid de blue dress on
When Johnny comes down to Hilo, Poor ol’ man

I lub a little gal from across de sea
She’s a Badian beauty an’ she sez to me:

Oh, wuz you ebber down Carolina way
Where dey pick dem cotton on a summer day

Oh, wuz you ebber down in Mobile Bay
Where dey screw dem cotton for a dollar a day

Oh, did you ebber see de ol’ plantation boss
An’ his long tailed filly an’ his big black hoss

Oh, go fetch me down me riding cane
For I’m off to see me sweetheart, Jane