Little Mohee

As I was a-walkin' upon a fine day

I got awful lonesome as the day passed away

I sat down a-musing, alone on the grass

When who should sit by me but a sweet Indian lass.

She sat down beside me and took hold of my hand

Said, "You sure be a stranger, and in a strange land."

She asked me to marry and gave me her hand,

Said, "My pappy's a chieftain all over this land."

"My pappy's a chieftain, and ruler be he

I'm his only daughter and my name is Mohee"

I answered and told her that it never could be

'Cause I had my own sweetheart in my own country.

I had my own sweetheart, and I knew she loved me

Her heart was as true as any Mohee

So I said, "I must leave you and goodbye my dear

There's wind in my canvas and home I must steer."

At home with relations I tried for to see

But there wasn't a one like my little Mohee,

And the girl I had trusted proved untrue to me

So I sailed o'er the ocean to my little Mohee.