Whoa, Emma - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WHOA, EMMA! 
I took my girl one day A sailing down the bay, And Emma was the darling creature's name; While standing on the pier. Some chaps at her did leer, And one and all around her did exclaim: 
Chorus. Whoa, Emma! whoa, Emma! Emma, you put me in quite a dilemma! Oh, Emma! whoa, Emma! That's what I hear wherever I go. 
I asked them "what they meant?" When some one at me sent An egg which nearly struck me in the eye; The girl began to scream, Saving, "Fred, what does this mean?" I asked again and this was their reply:-Chorus. 
I thought they'd never cease, So shouted out, "Police!" And when he came he looked at me so sly; The crowd they then me chaffed, And said, "I must be daft," And once again they all commenced to cry:-Chorus. 
An old man said to me, "Young man, can't you see The joke? " and I looked at him with surprise: He said, "Don't be put out, It's a saying got about," And then their voices seemed to rend the skies.-Chorus. 
Some Girls Do, and Some Girls Don't. . As sung by Wallace Foy. 
Of all the strangest girls on earth, I think my girl's the one; You know she has peculiar ways, And quite devoid of fun. She never sees a joke of mine, Whenever humor flows, But gives me a disdainful look, And quite turns up her nose. 
Spoken.-Some girls like a little joke, you know, but mine don't, she turns her nose up at it, I think she works on the same principle as this, [turning up nose with finger.] 
Chorus. Some girls do, and some girls don't. Some girls will but my girl won't; I tried very hard to see if she would, She said she really couldn't, And I don't think she could. 
I took my love to see the play, As other fellahs do; And thought that she'd enjoy herself, She cried the whole night through. And when we reached the street again, Some oysters I proposed; But she said, "No, net me, young man!" Still turning up her nose 
Spoken.-Up it went again at three dozen of the best Dutch natives, just think of that. To see a girl turn up her nose at two pence a time, I said: Well, my love, if you won't have any supper, we will have a cab and go home. " She said: "No, young man, no four-wheel cabs for me at this time of night. " -Chorus. 
We met one Sunday afternoon, For a day at Greenwich Park; And when we mounted "One-tree Hill," We had, well, say a lark. Georgiana said. "You know, young man, Some girls prefer a stroll; Not me. when I'm in Greenwich Park I dearly love a roll." 
Spoken.-Now there's an extraordinary girl for you; of course wanted to take her for a nice quiet lover's walk in some shady lane, but she said she'd prefer a roll. Then I wanted to talk to her of love, romance and poetry, but no, she said she'd rather have a good dinner. Well,-Chorus. 
Not long ago my uncle died And left me fifty pounds, As soon as I received the news, My joy it knew no bounds. I thought, well, I will marry now, So I at once proposed; ! But when I mentioned the amount, Up went her lovely nose. 
Spoken.-The bad girl said she ought to have five hundred with such a man as me, I thought she would have jumped at me, for-Chorus.