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DARLING BLACK MUSTACHE (THE LITTLE BLACK MUSTACHE) Sung by: Mrs. W.N. Osborne Recorded in Cord, AR, 8/21/57 Click here to listen to the original recording I loved him dearer than life. I really thought the time would come When I would be his wife. His pockets, they were filled with gold, For, oh, he had the cash, A diamond ring, a watch and chain, And a darling black mustache. Chorus: That little black mustache, That little black mustache, And every time I think of him My heart goes quick as flash. He came to see me Sunday night, And he stayed 'til almost three. He said he never loved a girl As well as he loved me. He said we'd live in grandest style, For, oh, he had the cash, And then he pressed upon my lips Those darling black mustache. That little black mustache, That little black mustache, And then he pressed upon my lips Those darling black mustache. Along there came a sour old maid, Just had her weight in gold. She wore false teeth and she wore false hair; She was forty-five years old. He cruelly deserted me Just for this sour maid's cash. And so, you see, I lost my beau, My darling with the black mustache. (Chorus) So now, young girls, take my advice And please do nothing rash, But let alone all sly young chaps Who wear the black mustache. Also found in Randolph, Vol. III, #402, "The Little Black Mustache"; Brown, Vol. II, #202, "The Little Black Mustache." |
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