—Stephen Foster, but with way different lyrics

Angeline the baker
Her age is twenty-three
Feed her candy by the peck
But she won't marry me

Tell how I took Angeline
Down to the county fair
Her father chased me halfway home
And told me to stay there

Angeline the baker
Angeline I say,
Caused me to weep, caused me to mourn
Caused me to beat the jawbone

Angeline the baker
She lived on the village green
And the way that I love her
Beats all to be seen

Angeline the baker
Her age is forty-three,
Little children round her feet
And a banjo on her knee

Father was a baker
They called him Uncle Sam,
I never can forget her
Unless I take a dram

Angeline the baker
Left me here alone,
Left me here to weep a tear
And play on the old jawbone

Sixteen horses in my team
The leader he was blind,
Came close to dying
They sold my Angeline.

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