Canal Yonder comes a sucker and he's got my gal And she's gone, gone, gone And she's gone, gone, gone And I'll bid her my } well. I fell in love with a pretty little thing I thought that ring She was as sweet as she could be Til I found me. CHORUS I asked her mother to let her go She whispered "Mother, please tell him, No! Tho' he may think that I am true There are plenty more, who'll think so, too." CHOURS Now I won't cry my life away Some other sucker will have to pay And when he finds that she is gone I guess I'll hear him sing this song. CHORUS