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Ann Eliza Jones (Johnny Burke)

Oh! I'll sing a little song tonight,
if you'll just hold your tongue,
No doubt you've heard the doleful lines of
"Go it when you're young";
But the female that I'll sing about
she nearly settled bones,
She's a foxy little villain
they call Ann Eliza Jones.

Oh! Ann Eliza Jones, she nearly settled bones,
Ann Eliza Jones she left me pains and groans;
Ann Eliza Jones she left me skin and bones,
And her face is like the razor
they sharpen on the hones.

The first time that I met her,
of course I meant no harm,
It was at a little picnic
we had down at Ross' farm;
She chased me all day 'round the rings,
and when the hour got late,
Said she, you slouch, go hire a cab
and give us no loose prate.

Oh! Ann Eliza Jones, she nearly settled bones,
Ann Eliza Jones she left me pains and groans;
Ann Eliza Jones she left me skin and bones,
And her face is like the razor
they sharpen on the hones.

The first place that I took her
it was at the Irish Ball,
And half the oatmeal in town
was in her waterfall;
She wore her ginger pompadour,
you should have seen her, boys,
With her sister's boots stuffed in the toes
to fit her to her size.

Oh! Ann Eliza Jones, she nearly settled bones,
Ann Eliza Jones she left me pains and groans;
Ann Eliza Jones she left me skin and bones,
And her face is like the razor
they sharpen on the hones.

I took her down to supper,
you should have seen that coon,
While waiting for the eatables
her teeth struck up a tune;
She collar'd first an old tough goose,
and then her knife I seen,
And she dodging 'cross the dishes
for a little boiled crubeen.

Oh! Ann Eliza Jones, she nearly settled bones,
Ann Eliza Jones she left me pains and groans;
Ann Eliza Jones she left me skin and bones,
And her face is like the razor
they sharpen on the hones.

She stepped out in the lancers
as she finished many horns;
You should see the boys draw up their feet
as she lashed them on the corns;
To another ball she'll never go,
believe me while I chat,
Until she turns as foxy as
the tail of our old cat.

Oh! Ann Eliza Jones, she nearly settled bones,
Ann Eliza Jones she left me pains and groans;
Ann Eliza Jones she left me skin and bones,
And her face is like the razor
they sharpen on the hones.

####.... Johnny Burke [1851-1930] of St John's, NL ....####
Published in Burke's Ballads, p.10, c.1960, compiled by John White and archived at Memorial University of Newfoundland, Libraries, Centre For Newfoundland Studies - Digitized Books collection.

Sung at Burke's Minstrels, T A Hall (an amateur theatre built by the Total Abstinence and Benefit Society of St John's, NL).


See more songs by Johnny Burke.

From the Dictionary of Newfoundland English:
Crubeen - pig's trotter, especially the hock prepared for food by pickling.
Foxy - discoloured through age; faded.

From Princeton University WordNet:
Coon - eccentric or undignified rustic.
Hone - whetstone made of fine gritstone; used for sharpening razors.

From Newfoundland and Labrador Heritage;
Lancers - one of the most popular quadrilles (square dance for four couples which usually has five movements) of the 19th century. It was introduced in England in 1817 and eventually developed many local variations from which the Newfoundland versions are probably derived. The lancers is performed in sets of four couples with several major sections that include such dance figure as the star, basket and thread-the-needle.

Additional notes by GEST:
Horns: reference to drinking horns in tales of Beowulf and Robin Hood.
Waterfall: mouth down which liquid falls.



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