Met Miss Martha Johnson at a colored ball, Tried her best to shake me, wouldn���t work at all. Told her that I loved her, marry quick as (a) wink, She said look here *mister, I���m gwine to talk distinct! 
Chorus: I don’t love nobody, nobody loves me, You���re after my money, you don’t care for me. I���m gonna live single, always a be free, I don’t love nobody, nobody loves me. 
Born in Kentucky, lived there all of my life I’ve been very lucky, never had a wife Mighty near it Sunday, I asked a girl to wed Met the lady Monday, and this is what she said, Umph! 
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Went out Tuesday evening, ���long with Carter Bryce, Broke that Kansas *gambler shootin��� poker dice; Made love to his lady, kissed her right away, Pulled a razor on me, then I heard her say,��� 
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Went out promenading down on Thompson St. Met a *high toned lady, smiled on her so sweet, Said, ���Ah there my honey, I thought I had her dead, When I tried to kiss her, this is what she said, umph! 
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