Sunday School Scholar - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SUNDAY SCHOOL SCHOLAR Sung by Lew Dockstader. 
I'm a Sunday-school scholar-ar-ar-ar, I dearly love my pa and ma-ma-ma-ma; I dearly love my teacher too-oo-oo-oo, And do whate'er she tells me to, oo-oo-oo. 
Chorus. Teacher, teacher, why am I so happy, Happy, happy, in my Sunday-school? 
On Sunday I put up my toys-oys-oys-oys, And do not play with horrid boy-oys-oys-oys; For unto wicked men they grow-ow-ow-ow. And then I don't know where they'll go-o-o-o. 
Chorus. Teacher, teacher, why am I so happy, Happy, happy, in my Sunday-school? 
I get a penny from my ma-ma-ma-ma, To send to Boulu, Bouluga-ga-ga-ga; And with each off ring I put in-in-in-in, Some heathen kid I save from sin-sin-sin-sin. 
Chorus. Urchin, urchin, if you wish to happy be, e-e-e Join our Sunday-school.