When I Do The Hoochy-coochy In De Sky - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WHEN I DO THE HOOCHY-COOCHY IN DE SKY. Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis. 
"ain't got no money and I don't need none, 'Cos I don't expect to stay here very long; An' old colored preacher by de name of Parson Brown, He used to sing to me dis good ole song: Says he, "I know you coons will stare when I fly up thro' the air, When I bid all of you black chromos good bye; I will raise a big sensation with the white population, When I do the hoochy coochy in de sky. 
Chorus. When you feel that fanny feeling, as it over you is stealing, You will flop your snow-white wings and try to fly: I know the angels they will giggle when I do that awful wiggle, When I do the hoochy coochy in de sky." 
They'll turn the X rays on me when the music plays, So dat ev'ry one can see into the dance: I'm going to do de hoochy coochy seven thousand diff'rent ways, An' I'll knock the Midway people in a trance. Oh, I have got a big balloon, with a seat for ev'ry coon, So now ev'ry nig most either no or die; Don't you listen to strange minors, but go buy a pair of "bloomers," For to do the hoochy coochy in de sky.-Chorus.