Tassels On The Boots - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
TASSELS ON THE BOOTS. 
'Twas at a fancy ball I met my charmer fair, 'Midst waltzing swells and dashing belles, The prettiest dancer there. I watched her while the music played The latest waltz of "Cootes,* And fell in love-no, not with her. But the tassels on her boots. Oh! yes! Spoken-Yes! through those little peep-holes In that pretty white skirt, I could plainly see-
Chorus. Those tassels on her boots, A style, I'm sure, that suits Our Yankee girls, with hair in cur's-Those tassels on her boots. 
I watched her up the stairs, Where we to supper went; Upon those tassels on her boots My soul was so intent; They asked me to propose a health Said I, " Here's one that suits. So fill your glasses up and drink To the tassels on the boots." Spoken-I meant to drink the ladies' healths, but I could think of nothing but-Chorus. 
I asked this girl "if I Might call, she said, " You may. But tell me why you gaze upon The ground in such a way? You're sad, perhaps, for life is full Of very bitter fruits;" "Oh, no," I said, "I'm looking at Those tassels on your boots. Spoken-What is a more lovely sight when you walk down Broadway than to look at-Chorus, 
I called on her next day, And Cupid's cruel shoots Soon made me throw myself before Those tassels on her boots. Now when we're married and we've got A lot of little toots, I'll make them, whether boys or girls, Wear tassels on their boots. Spoken-If I were to have twenty children, they should every one wear those pretty, pretty, pretty- Chorus.