When I was young, I use to date
A maiden fair from another state,
And pass the bottle ‘til she got high,
She’d gulp it down and then she’d cry:
“Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
Ol’ morals gone away.”
One day we got lost upon a hill.
Trees so numerous, we were there ‘til
The sun went down, the moon got high.
In the dark, I heard her cry:
“Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
Ol’ morals gone away.”
The car it jump, it pitch,
It wouldn’t start by the switch.
It stopped and if you wonder why,
The reason was her hurried cry:
“Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
Ol’ morals gone away.”
We lay down under a simmon tree,
‘Neath the boughs, no one could see.
In the dark I heard her sign
Followed by her quiet cry:
“Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
Ol’ morals gone away.”
We got married, it ain’t no joke.
She done left me, alone and broke.
How’d it happen, you wonder why?
All summed up in my loud cry:
“Gave me a baby, boy do I care,
Gave me a baby, boy I do care,
Gave me a baby, boy I do care,
Ol’ lady’s gone away.”
Illustration: clipping from an advertisement
Traditional folk tune
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