guitars; voice ; Collected by Max Hunter (H-9) For Mary C. Parler Transcribed by Frances Majors Sung by Fred Smith Bentonville, Arkansas June 22, 1958 Reel 251-52, Item 2 Bill Johnson, The Monkey, and The Dago I was standing on the corner Watching a dago and his monk; The monkey passed the hat around, Bill Johnson threw something in. He thought it was a penny But it was a five in gold, And they begin to fighting Like warriors of old. Bill Johnson grabbed the monkey, And he choked him black and blue; The monkey jumped on Johnson's pants, And tore them half in two. The monkey jumped in Johnson's breast, And spit in Johnson's face; And Johnson swore that nothing more Could save him from disgrace. Chorus: It was up and down and all around, And in the air and on the ground; Such carrying on I never saw before. I don't know that monkey's name, But he got there just the same, Bill Johnson, the monkey, and the dago. The dago threw a brick at Johnson, Johnson let it pass; Threw over and hit the Chinaman, And broke the Dutchman's window glass. The Dutchman came out running, To see what he had found; The Chinaman grabbed the monkey's tail And knocked the Dutchman down. (Chorus) ; Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation.