[imardmd1]

Oy! A dame, not of the South Pacific, but just South of the MD Mason-Dixon Line! Swanee, how I love ya, how I love ya, my dear old Suwanee . . .!
I'd give the world to be, among the folks in Dee-Ah-Eggs-Ah-Eeeven though Ah know mah mammy's
Waitin' foah me
Prayin' foah me
Down by the Suwanee . . .!
The folks up noahth will see me no more when I get to that Suwanee shore . . .

(Displaced to the South Pacific as viewed from Broadway or Grauman's Chinese Theatah . . .)

The Bigg Redd Dame! Cheers!

Profoundly your servant, Ma'am --

[Bigg Red]

:)

I live a lot closer to the Chesapeake Bay than to the Pacific Ocean anyway.

Chorus: Come on, Nancy, put your best dress on.
Come on, Nancy, ‘fore the steamboats gone.
Everything is lovely on the Chesapeake Bay,
All aboard for Baltimore, and if we’re late they’ll all be sore!
Now look here, Captain, let us catch that boat.
We can’t swim, and listen, we can’t float!
Banjo’s strumming a good old tune,
Up on deck is the place to spoon.
Cuddle up close beneath the silv’ry moon,
Sailing down the Chesapeake Bay.

http://www.perfessorbill.com/lyrics/lychbay.htm