The Green Fellow - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE GREEN FELLOW. 
I will tell you of a fellow, of a fellow I have seen, He is neither red nor yellow, but altogether green, His name it is not handsome, it is only Charming Bill, He wants me to have him, but I hardly think I will. 
The night he came to see me he made so long a stay, I really thought the gawky thing would never go away; He told me of a cottage, a cottage 'mong the trees, And what do you think, that foolish babe, dropped upon his knees. 
The very deuce is in him, and he says if I refuse, He will not live a minute, which doth me much amuse; But the blessed bible teaches 'tis wrong for us to kill, So I thought the matter over and I'll take him, yes, I will. 
Little four-year-old Carrie went with her aunt to church. The preacher was very earnest in his delivery, and she was much interested. "I have heard such a smart minister. He stamped and pounded, and made such a noise; and then he got so mad he shook his fist at the folks, and there wasn't any body that dared to get up and tight him."