Ain't You Awful - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
AIN'T YOU AWFUL. Copyright, 1871, by E. H. Harding. 
I took my love one ev'ning, When the Summer moon was beaming. Thro' silent arbors gleaming, Where cupid has control; I wanted to tell her How dearly I adored her, But, oh! she would not listen, Tho' I tenderly implored her; Oh! love, oh! love, why don't you heed me? How can you I rent me so? In vain, in vain, in vain*, She heeded not my pain; She turned away her head, And this was all she said-
Chorus. Oh! ain't you awful; It's wrong, you know, to love me so, Yes, you are awful: Your like I ne'er did see; Oh! ain't you awful; It's wrong, you know, to love me so. Dear me, you're horrid; Why don't you let me be? 
To make my feelings clearer, I advanced a little nearer, And said I'd like to hear her Say yes, and ease my mind; She fumbled and mumbled, And laughed at my attention; She said mamma would scold her, If such things she dared to mention; "Come, love," I cried, "we'll run away, And leave your mamma behind." "Oh! no, oh! no," she said, "Don't ask me now to wed; What would the people say If we should run away?"-Chorus, 
She talked on useless matters, Till my patience was in tatters, Just as a woman clatters. When silent she should be; I begged her to listen, And drew her close beside me; But she began to fidget, And her roguish eyes defied me, And soon she told me with a smile That she did not care for me; My love was all in vain, She heeded not my pain. She turned away her head, And this was all she said-Chorus.