Cat. #0562 (MFH #438) - As sung by Mrs. Norma Kisner, Springdale, Arkansas on November 25, 1960
VERSE 1
I called one day, I thought that I
Would know my fate
I think upon my bended knees
A makin' my stay
Saying so vain
Say, you will have your George
An' when shall we be wed
An' this is what she said,
(Well George, you know we could never live upon
one-hundered pound until your worth at least
Five-hundred pound, per anum, darling)
Mother says, I must'n
Mother says, I must'n
No dear, can't dear
Not just yet
VERSE 2
From then I went t' work, by joe
I left no stones unturned
Until at least five-hundred pounds
I really did earn
An' one day we met
She seemed so pleasant
And at last, she lovingly did say,
(Well George, you remember what ya asked me sometime
ago. Since you've so improved in circumstances,
suppose you ask me now. Georgie, porgie, darlin',
what says ya?)
Mother says, I must'n
Mother says, I must'n
No dear, can't dear
Not just yet
VERSE 3
Give me a girl, that loves some man
An' loves him for himself
Who's first considerations
Are not what he's worth in pelts
(Now, girls, all you who do not want to be old maids,
mind you don't once to often say,)
Mother says, I must'n
Mother says, I must'n
No dear, can't dear
Not just yet