The Lady In The Sun - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE LADY IN THE SUN. Copyright, 1893, by James Meakins. Composed by James Meakins. Arranged by Reinhard W. Gebhardt. 
INTRODUCTION. Scene-" Bill in the Rainbow" (speaking): She comes, a witch the world knows nothing of; I see her, a charm, an amulet; and if the stars are angels in the sky, the sun and moon gods of light and dark, supreme night and day, I am"Cue ": Bill in the bow, a witch also. 
I'm just come down here from the sun, So golden in the blue sky, as you see; Sol says I may have a little fun, With the shadow on the earth in love will fancy me. I am so superhuman that I flirt with all the stars As around this world I wander with a smile; And one thing only bars my mating with old mars, The younger stars are singing all the while. i Chorus. Ta-ra, ra-ra, ra-ra, hi-ta, ra-ra, ra-ra. With a shadow on the earth I want a little fun, Ta-ra, ra-ra, ra-ra, hi-ta, ra-ra, ra-ra; All the gods up in the sky want Sollie in the sun. 
I make all light is in the sun, And blended on the earth I like to be, To make all the shadow quickly run, While in my shine to me here comes sweet humanity. Jove says I am a woman and I tell him he's a coon, And Venus is a-getting rather vile;! The old man in the moon tells me he'd like to swoon, While Satan sings with shadows in a tile.-Chorus. 
I do my joking into pun, A-spurning in a dark shade I agree; For wit and good humor I'm the one Can thus enlighten up the world in hilarity. I'd like to get some human that would hug my life a day, But a comet is awaiting on an isle; So I must kick the sky and in love say good-bye; The spirits are a-singing in a pile.- Chorus. 
I'd like to kiss you, but I can't, As something seems to bother all the while; Pa says that I mustn't and I shan't, Mamma says I must and shall put on a higher style. I ask you all to meet me And we'll breathe a sigh for sigh, To that land above the blue sky let us while; We can live in the sun when Pa and Ma are won, The angels are a-singing in a roil. 
Chorus. If Ma says you must not venture up in my lot, Address all you have to say to Sollie in the sun; I shall get your letter where eclipse is better, Not dispelling all in love, I mean to marry one.