When Mamma Lets Me Out - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WHEN MAMMA LETS ME OUT. Copyright, 1893. by The S. Brainard's Sons Co. Words and Music by Frank H. Smith. 
I'm a little girl that's very fond of merriment and glee, I like to play with little boys about the size of me, We have such jolly fan, you know, when mamma lets me out, We play base-ball and ain't afraid to shout. 
Chorus. Then come on, boys, and let's play ball, I can hit like the mischief If I am a little small; Don't be scared to pitch 'em, for I'm not afraid of that, I can always knock a home ran out when I am at the bat. 
I like sometimes to skip the rope, and play at blindman's buff, I also like to roll the hoop, when the streets are not too rough; And then there's dolls, and bide and seek, and tag, and all the rest, But then I like to play base-ball the best.-Chorus. 
Between the times I've had from play I've always learned to dance, I do my steps quite neat, you see, with taste and elegance; So while I'm here to please you all, I'll let you see my style, I'll do my best and dance for you awhile.-Dance.