Imme Ma Money - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
IMME MA MONEY. Copyright, 1898, by Geo. Willis & Co 
Last night I went to a big crap game, How dem coons did gamble wuz a sin and a shame, Coats and hats wuz layin' all over de floor. De house wuz crowded wid lots of toughs, Wid race horse touts wuz awful rough, One coon got broke, and dese the words he said: 
Refrain. Gimme ma money, don't think you're funny, 'Cause I'm a nigger-you don't cut no figure: I'm gambling for my Sadie, 'cause she's my lady, I'm a hustling coon, and dat's Just what I am. 
From dere I goes to de Odd Fellows Hall, To have a good time and dat wuz all, Another crap game wuz going on among a lot of touts. I shoots two bits, dat's all I had; When I lost It, of course dat made me mad, "Stop dat music," I began to shout.-Chorus 
On de floor I dropped a ten-dollar bill, A gal put her foot on't, her name wuz Lill, I says, Lady, will you please, mam, look out. She says. Young man, If you get gay, I'll have my friend to put you away, And to dis gal I could not help but shout:- Refrain.