Goin' To Lose Yer Baby In De Mornin' - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Goin' to Lose Yer Baby in de Mornin'. Copyright, MDCCCXCVI, by Henry J. Wehman. Words and Music by Harry S. Miller. 
Done gone an' told my feller, I'se sorry, 'deed I am; I'se got anoder honey boy-a reg'lar sporty man; Of course, he ain't no nigger, but dat don't cut no figure; He is black, apd dal am what a nigger ought to be. 
Chorus. So what yer goin' to do when yer lose yer little honey, oh? What yer goin' ter do when she stops yer spending money f 'Deed I'se got to quit yer, let anoder nigger get yer. An' yer goin' to lose yer baby in de morniin' 
My new man am a corker, de hottest thing around; He wears de swellest diamonds too of any coon in town; A reg'lar cake-walk winner, an' lives on chicken dinner: Love yer man, And den he said, you will be in it loo.-Chorus. 
I hate to tole my feller I has to turn him down, I'se got to be a Trilby for my new man Billie Brown. An' change my name to Sadie, wear diamonds like a lady, Den I'll do de Boulevard when Sunday comes around.- Chorus.