Words and Music by James Bland, of Haverly's Georgia Minstrtes [sic], and sung by him with uubounded [sic] applause.
I went to see my Susan, She met me at the door, She told me that I need not come To see her any more. She fell in love with Rufus Andrew Jackson Pane, I looked her in the face and said; Good bye, Susan Jand [sic].
Chorus. - Oh, Susan Jane! Oh, Susan Jane! Oh, Susan, quit your foolin' And give my heart to me, Oh, give me back my heart again, And I will let you be; I used to love you dearly, I cannot love again, I'm going away to leave you soon, So good bye, Susan Jane.
Her mouth is like a cellar, Her foot is like a ham, Her eyes is [sic] like the owl's at night, Her voice is never calm: Her hair is long and curly, She just looks like a swan, I bid farewell to all my love. So good bye, Susan Jane.
Wm. J. Schmidt, 360 Mulberry Street, Baltimore. Publisher of American, English, Irish, Dutch, Negro, Sailor, Soldier, Comic, Humorous, College, Sentimental, Social and Religious Choice Selected Songs.
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