Title: American Old Time Song Lyrics
Subject: Traditional & Folk Music
Author: www.traditionalmusic.co.uk
Keywords: Old time music, American, oldtimey, bluegrass

Let Us Raise A Row To-night - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Let Us Raise a Row To-Night. Copyright, 1889, by J. Thome. Words by Reginald P. Forrester. Music by Frank Addis Kent. 
A bed-bug said to his brother bug, Let us raise a row to-night; We'll lie in the bed-tick warm and snug Until the boarder shows his mug, His mug, his mug, Let us raise a row to-night. And soon upon the stairs they heard. Let us raise a row to-night; The boarder victim they preferred; Up to the slaughter came the bird, The bird, the bird. Let us raise a row to-night. 
Chorus. Oh, how they nipped their prey, Oh, how he scratched away; All night long and next day, All night they fight, Let us raise a row to-night. 
The boarder kicked and the boarder swore, Let us raise a row to-night; he never had such luck before. He grabbed his clothes and rushed for the door, The door, the door. Let us raise a row to-night. But, ah! 'tis a sad tale to relate. Let us raise a row to-night, From loss of blood he was in such a state, He fell to the floor and mashed his pate, His pate, his pate, Let us raise a row to-night.-Chorus. 
The bed-bugs lived on fat and fine, Let us raise a row to-night: Among their fellows they will shine As champions in the bed-bug line, Bug line, bug line. Let us raise a row to-night. But where's the boarder? sad his fate. Let us raise a row to-night, He's in the grave-yard 'neat It a slate, On which is written in words sedate: "Bug bit," "bug bit," Let us raise a row to-night. 
Chorus. Oh, how they nipped their prey, Oh, how he scratched away, No more on earth he'll stay. That night, last fight. Let us raise a row to-night.