Comic Parody.’Tis of a rich Dutchman in Niew York did live;He had von fine daughter you petter pelieve;Her name vas Katarina, so fair ash a rose,Un she had a large fortune in the hands of old Mose.Ash Katarina vas drawing de lager bier von day,Her fader comed to her, un dus he do say:“Hurry up, Katarina! de parlor go to,A customer vaits to go riding mit you.”“Oh, fader, vy don’t dey some oder ghel find,To ride mit dem fellers? I don’t feel inclined;De vay day drives de buggy, it makes me feel veak,Un I vants to get married mit Hans Dunder next veek.”Den her fader got mad un he shvear his “gott dam!”She never must marry mit any young man.“If you love dis Hans Dunder, you may go take his bags,Mit his hooks, un his paskets, un go gadder rags.”Katarina now back to de kitchen she ran,Saying, “I’ll eat up mine preakfast so fast vot I can;Den I’ll dravel avay, ash I can’t been his vife;”But dat vas de vay dat she losed her life!For as she vas eating a big, Bolony sassage,It shtick’t in her troat, un it shtop’d up de passage;She tried for to breath, but by greef ofercome,Her head it reel’d round, un she fall’d very dumb.Now Hans Dunder he happen’d to valk in the door,He seed his Katarina lying dead on the floor;A big Bolony sassage vas lying by her side,Says Hans “I pe tam, ’tvas mit this ting she died.”More-Ale!Now all you young vummins, votefer you do,Don’t let dat Hans Dunder shpeak somedings mit you,Un all you young fellers, ven you courts in de passage,Dink of Hans un Katarina un de big Bolony sassage.
Comic Parody.’Tis of a rich Dutchman in Niew York did live;He had von fine daughter you petter pelieve;Her name vas Katarina, so fair ash a rose,Un she had a large fortune in the hands of old Mose.Ash Katarina vas drawing de lager bier von day,Her fader comed to her, un dus he do say:“Hurry up, Katarina! de parlor go to,A customer vaits to go riding mit you.”“Oh, fader, vy don’t dey some oder ghel find,To ride mit dem fellers? I don’t feel inclined;De vay day drives de buggy, it makes me feel veak,Un I vants to get married mit Hans Dunder next veek.”Den her fader got mad un he shvear his “gott dam!”She never must marry mit any young man.“If you love dis Hans Dunder, you may go take his bags,Mit his hooks, un his paskets, un go gadder rags.”Katarina now back to de kitchen she ran,Saying, “I’ll eat up mine preakfast so fast vot I can;Den I’ll dravel avay, ash I can’t been his vife;”But dat vas de vay dat she losed her life!For as she vas eating a big, Bolony sassage,It shtick’t in her troat, un it shtop’d up de passage;She tried for to breath, but by greef ofercome,Her head it reel’d round, un she fall’d very dumb.Now Hans Dunder he happen’d to valk in the door,He seed his Katarina lying dead on the floor;A big Bolony sassage vas lying by her side,Says Hans “I pe tam, ’tvas mit this ting she died.”More-Ale!Now all you young vummins, votefer you do,Don’t let dat Hans Dunder shpeak somedings mit you,Un all you young fellers, ven you courts in de passage,Dink of Hans un Katarina un de big Bolony sassage.
Comic Parody.’Tis of a rich Dutchman in Niew York did live;He had von fine daughter you petter pelieve;Her name vas Katarina, so fair ash a rose,Un she had a large fortune in the hands of old Mose.Ash Katarina vas drawing de lager bier von day,Her fader comed to her, un dus he do say:“Hurry up, Katarina! de parlor go to,A customer vaits to go riding mit you.”“Oh, fader, vy don’t dey some oder ghel find,To ride mit dem fellers? I don’t feel inclined;De vay day drives de buggy, it makes me feel veak,Un I vants to get married mit Hans Dunder next veek.”Den her fader got mad un he shvear his “gott dam!”She never must marry mit any young man.“If you love dis Hans Dunder, you may go take his bags,Mit his hooks, un his paskets, un go gadder rags.”Katarina now back to de kitchen she ran,Saying, “I’ll eat up mine preakfast so fast vot I can;Den I’ll dravel avay, ash I can’t been his vife;”But dat vas de vay dat she losed her life!For as she vas eating a big, Bolony sassage,It shtick’t in her troat, un it shtop’d up de passage;She tried for to breath, but by greef ofercome,Her head it reel’d round, un she fall’d very dumb.Now Hans Dunder he happen’d to valk in the door,He seed his Katarina lying dead on the floor;A big Bolony sassage vas lying by her side,Says Hans “I pe tam, ’tvas mit this ting she died.”More-Ale!Now all you young vummins, votefer you do,Don’t let dat Hans Dunder shpeak somedings mit you,Un all you young fellers, ven you courts in de passage,Dink of Hans un Katarina un de big Bolony sassage.
’Tis of a rich Dutchman in Niew York did live;He had von fine daughter you petter pelieve;Her name vas Katarina, so fair ash a rose,Un she had a large fortune in the hands of old Mose.
’Tis of a rich Dutchman in Niew York did live;
He had von fine daughter you petter pelieve;
Her name vas Katarina, so fair ash a rose,
Un she had a large fortune in the hands of old Mose.
Ash Katarina vas drawing de lager bier von day,Her fader comed to her, un dus he do say:“Hurry up, Katarina! de parlor go to,A customer vaits to go riding mit you.”
Ash Katarina vas drawing de lager bier von day,
Her fader comed to her, un dus he do say:
“Hurry up, Katarina! de parlor go to,
A customer vaits to go riding mit you.”
“Oh, fader, vy don’t dey some oder ghel find,To ride mit dem fellers? I don’t feel inclined;De vay day drives de buggy, it makes me feel veak,Un I vants to get married mit Hans Dunder next veek.”
“Oh, fader, vy don’t dey some oder ghel find,
To ride mit dem fellers? I don’t feel inclined;
De vay day drives de buggy, it makes me feel veak,
Un I vants to get married mit Hans Dunder next veek.”
Den her fader got mad un he shvear his “gott dam!”She never must marry mit any young man.“If you love dis Hans Dunder, you may go take his bags,Mit his hooks, un his paskets, un go gadder rags.”
Den her fader got mad un he shvear his “gott dam!”
She never must marry mit any young man.
“If you love dis Hans Dunder, you may go take his bags,
Mit his hooks, un his paskets, un go gadder rags.”
Katarina now back to de kitchen she ran,Saying, “I’ll eat up mine preakfast so fast vot I can;Den I’ll dravel avay, ash I can’t been his vife;”But dat vas de vay dat she losed her life!
Katarina now back to de kitchen she ran,
Saying, “I’ll eat up mine preakfast so fast vot I can;
Den I’ll dravel avay, ash I can’t been his vife;”
But dat vas de vay dat she losed her life!
For as she vas eating a big, Bolony sassage,It shtick’t in her troat, un it shtop’d up de passage;She tried for to breath, but by greef ofercome,Her head it reel’d round, un she fall’d very dumb.
For as she vas eating a big, Bolony sassage,
It shtick’t in her troat, un it shtop’d up de passage;
She tried for to breath, but by greef ofercome,
Her head it reel’d round, un she fall’d very dumb.
Now Hans Dunder he happen’d to valk in the door,He seed his Katarina lying dead on the floor;A big Bolony sassage vas lying by her side,Says Hans “I pe tam, ’tvas mit this ting she died.”
Now Hans Dunder he happen’d to valk in the door,
He seed his Katarina lying dead on the floor;
A big Bolony sassage vas lying by her side,
Says Hans “I pe tam, ’tvas mit this ting she died.”
More-Ale!
Now all you young vummins, votefer you do,Don’t let dat Hans Dunder shpeak somedings mit you,Un all you young fellers, ven you courts in de passage,Dink of Hans un Katarina un de big Bolony sassage.
Now all you young vummins, votefer you do,
Don’t let dat Hans Dunder shpeak somedings mit you,
Un all you young fellers, ven you courts in de passage,
Dink of Hans un Katarina un de big Bolony sassage.