Sella De Banan - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SELLA DE BANAN. 
The shades of eve wore growing bright Beneath the street's electric light. When on the pensive air there rung The accents of a Dago's tougue"Sella de banan!" 
He had a queer more-shackled cart. And all day long he stood where bart-Ter 'mid the throng raged fierce and high, And yelled to all the passers-by"Sella de banan! " 
His face was of the chestnut's hue; A bunch with either hand he drew And wildly thrust beneath your nose, Still crying, tho' your ire arose"Sella de banan!" 
"Go! "shouts a big policeman there, "Git from this corner, or I'll bear You off to decorate a cell!" Still rang that persevering yell"Sella de banan! " 
He bribed that big policeman there With two bananas plump and fair! And still in sweet security He sang out with Italian glee"Sella de banan! " 
Some of them picked were over-ripe, Others where of a pea-green stripe; He trimmed the former ones to suit, Still bellowing above his fruit"Sella de banan! " 
At last there came along a team. It heeded not that Dago's scream-Smashed him and cart in smithereens! His ghost now yells, 'mid other scenes "Sella de banan! "