Huldy Ann, How Is Your Mother - song lyrics 
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Huldy Ann, How is Your Mother? Words by Sidney Curt. Music by John J. Brabant. 
My name is Tommy Thomas. I live on a farm, I've a sweetheart by name Huldy Ann; Her father's a neighbor of daddy's, and so I go there whenever I can. The first time I set foot on her father's step, I didn't dare go a step farther, Until she came out and said, "Tommy, come in;" Said I, "Huldy Ann, how is your mother?'' 
Chorus. Huldy Ann Hankinson. how do you do? I called to inquire for your brother;" I thought-I was thinking-I wanted to say-Huldy Ann, how is your mother?" 
Says she, "Quite a fine evenin' come over on foot?" Says I, "No, Miss, I rode on old Dapple;" Then I went, sat beside her, but soon she arose And brought out the cider and apples. Then went on with her work, while I sat there and looked First at one foot then at the other: But when I tried talking, all I could say Was, "Huldy Ann, how is your mother?" - Chorus. 
Thought I, now is my chance, for a kiss I will ask, Though with blushes my cheeks seemed to burn up; But she turned up her nose when I made my appeal, And went on a peel in' a turnip; "Then I'll take one, " says I; " "Oh, no. you won't, mister, If you dare to. I'll call my big brother;" She didn't look like she meant it, so I gave her a buss; Says she, " Hush, or you'll wake up my mother. " - Chorus.