Polly Wolly Doodle All Day
Oh, I went down south for to see my Sal
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
Oh my Sal she am a spunky gal
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare thee well my fairy fay
For I'm goin' to Louisiana for to see my Susi-anna
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
Oh, my Sal she am a maiden fair
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
With curly eyes and laughing hair
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare thee well my fairy fay
For I'm goin' to Louisiana for to see my Susi-anna
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
I came to a river and couldn't get across
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
I jumped on a gator and thought he was a hoss
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare thee well my fairy fay
For I'm goin' to Louisiana for to see my Susi-anna
Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day.
I've got a gal and you've got none, li'l Liza Jane
I've got a gal and you've got none, li'l Liza Jane
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
House and a lot in
Baltimore...
Lots of children running out of the door...
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
...li'l Liza Jane (2x)
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
Bill collectors gather 'round and rather haunt the cottage next door,
Men the grocer and butcher sent,
Men who call for the rent.
But within, a happy chappy, and his bride of only a year,
Seem to be so cheerful,
Here's an ear full of the chatter you hear:
Ev'ry morning
Ev'ry evening
Ain't we got fun?
Not much money,
Oh but honey,
Ain't We Got Fun?
The rent's unpaid dear,
We haven't a bus
But smiles were made dear
for people like us
In the winter, in the summer,
Don't we have fun?
Times are bum and getting bummer,
Still we have fun.
There's nothing surer:
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime,
In between time,
Ain't we got fun?
In
a little red school house
With my book and slate
In a little red school house
I was always late
I long to be back there where I was a scholar
In the days of yore
I used to stand right up and holler
TWO AND TWO ARE FOUR
When we shoulda been learnin'
About the golden rule
My little heart was yearnin'
for the swimmin' pool
We could hardly wait for the four o'clock bell
The minute we would hear it we would run like.....MAD
Oh gee, I wanna be
In a Little Red School House
Ten o'clock spelling lesson just begun
Johnny throws an inkball just for fun
Hits the teacher's ear with an awful SPLAT
She turns around and says "Who did that?"
Purty little Percy on the very front row
Raises up his hand and says "Teacher, I know"
Little Johnny whispers to the teacher's pride
"You just wait till I get you outside"
Johnny's told to stand with his face to the wall
He says "I don't wanna" and he tries to stall
"If I stood up there I take an awful chance,
I got a great big tear in the seat of my pants!"
Hey Good Lookin'
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me
Hey, sweet baby, I don't mean maybe
Let's find ourselves a brand new recipe.
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
We'll go ridin' right over the hill
We'll dress up and we'll get away
and the weathers sunshiny
and make a lot of hay
Who's the most important man this country ever knew?
Do you know what politician I have reference to?
Well, it isn't Mr. Bryan, and it isn't Mr. Hughes.
I've got a hunch that to that bunch I'm going to introduce:
(Again you're wrong and to this throng I'm going to Introduce:)
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google bet his horse would win the prize.
When the horses ran that day, Spark Plug ran the other way.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google had a wife three times his size
She sued Barney for divorce
Now he's living with his horse
Who's the greatest lover that this country ever knew?
And who's the man that Valentino takes his hat off to?
No, it isn't Douglas Fairbanks that the ladies rave about.
When he arrives, who makes the wives chase all their husbands out?
Why, it's Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google is the guy who never buys.
Women take him out to dine, then he steals the waiter's dime.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google is the luckiest of guys.
If he fell in to the mud, he'd come up with a diamond stud.
Barney Google with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Who's the greatest fire chief this country ever saw?
Who's the man who loves to hear the blazing buildings roar?
Anytime the house is burning, and the flames leap all about,
Say, tell me do, who goes, "kerchoo!" and puts the fire out?
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google, thought his horse could win the prize.
He got odds of ten to eight; Spark Plug came in three days late.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google tried to enter paradise.
When Saint Peter saw his face, he said, "Go to the other place".
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes
Jeepers creepers
Where'd you get those peepers
Jeepers creepers
Where'd you get those eyes
Gosh oh, git up when they get all lit up
Jeeper creepers
Where'd you get those eyes
Where'd you get those great big beautiful eyes
There's A Rainbow Around My Shoulder
There's a rainbow around my shoulder
and it fits me like a glove
let blow and storm
I'll be warm cause I'm in love
There's a rainbow around my shoulder
and it fits me like a glove
let blow and storm
I'll be warm cause I'm in love
Hallelujah how the folks will stare
But I'm so in love that I don't care
Let 'em stare and glare
But I'm in love
There's a rainbow around my shoulder
and it fits me like a glove
let blow and storm
I'll be warm cause I'm in love
Have you ever been fishin'
On a bright and sunny day?
Have you ever seen a fish
Swim in and out the bay
With his hands in his pockets
And his pockets in his pants?
Have you ever seen a fish
Do the huchi-cuchi dance.
Well, I have been a fishin'
On a bright and sunny day
And I have seen a fish
Swim in and out the bay
With his hands in his pockets
And his pockets in his pants
But I've never seen a fish
Do the huchi-cuchi dance.
Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And its gone right to my head
Where ever I may roam
On land or sea or foam
You will always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home
Oh, show me the way to go home
Everybody loves a baby,
that's why I'm in love with you,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
And I'd like to be your sister,
brother, dad, and mother, too,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love,
And we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby,
and it might as well be you,
Pretty baby of mine.
Pretty baby of mine.
There's a fruit store on our street
It's run by a Greek.
And he keeps good things to eat
But you should hear him speak!
When you ask him anything, he never answers "no".
He just "yes"es you to death,
And as he takes your dough, he tells you...
"Yes! We have no bananas
We have no bananas today!!
We have string beans and onions,
cabahges and scallions
And all kinds of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned tomatas
A Long Island potata, but
Yes! We have no bananas
We have no bananas today!"
Sittin' on the inside, lookin' at the outside
waiting for the evening mail
four walls and a ceiling
Lordy what a feeling
Just a mean old low down jail
separating me from everything
but the evening mail
I'm like a ship without a sail
Wrote to my one time mom down in Jacksonville
Said sweet mama I'm in jail
Honey please don't fail me
Hurry up and mail me, babe
That's just a year ago
And I'm still on the inside
A lookin on the outside
Waiting for the evening mail
Had a letter handed to me yesterday
From a mama that I met down on mobile bay
She said honey won't you please send me down some bail
They caught a fooling with the evening mail
Had another letter from a man named Stan
Sayin he was gonna get me when I get out
Said he was gonna meet me right at the gate
But he don't know how long he has to wait
Sweet Mama (Papa's Getting Mad)
Sweet mama, papa's getting mad
I know sweet peaches don't grow on trees
I know the sweetest honey don't come from bees
I'm tired of listening to your corrections
You better find yourself some new protections
Sweet mama papas done gone mad
I never knew I'd feel so bad
You've flirted with the butcher
You've flirted with the baker
But now your flirting with the undertaker
Papa's done gone mad
You've Got To See Mamma Every Night
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night, Or you can't see Mamma at all.
You've got to kiss Mamma, treat her right, Or she won't be home when you call.
I don't want the kind of man, Who works on the installment plan.
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night, Or you can't see Mamma at all.
Monday night I sat alone, Tuesday night you didn't phone,
Wednesday night you didn't call, And on Thursday night, the same old stall.
Friday night you dodged my path, Saturday you took your bath,
Sunday night you called on me, But you brought three girls for company!
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night, or you can't see Mamma at all.
You've got to kiss Mamma and treat her right, or she won't be home when you
call.
Now if you want my company, You can't "fifty fifty" me.
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night, Or you can't see Mamma at all.
Nothing Could Be Finer Than To Be In Carolina
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina In the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her In the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina In the morning!
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina In the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her In the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
Carolina in the morning!
Boom boom dittum datum wadum chew
Boom boom dittum datum wadum chew
Boom boom dittum datum wadum chew
And they swam and they swam right over the dam
Oh! you beautiful doll, you great, big beautiful doll!
Let me put my arms about you, I could never live without you;
Oh! you beautiful doll, you great, big beautiful doll!
If you ever leave me how my heart will ache,
I want to hug you but I fear you'd break.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, you beautiful doll!
Yes Sir! That's My Baby
Who's that coming down the street.
Who's that looking so petite.
Who's that coming down to meet me here.
Who's that you know who I mean.
Sweetest thing you've ever seen.
I could tell her miles away from here.
Yes sir, that's my baby, no sir, don't mean maybe,
Yes sir, that's my baby now.
Yes Ma'am, we've decided, no Ma'am, we won't hide it,
Yes Ma'am you're invited now. By the
way, by the way, when we
reach the preacher I'll say.
Yes sir, that's my baby, no sir, don't mean maybe,
Yes sir, that's my baby now.
`twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
Oh, I can still see the flow'rs bloomin' round her
Where we met on the Isle of Capri
She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning
But somehow fate hadn't meant her for me
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
Still my heart's on the Isle of Capri
Summertime was nearly over
Blue Italian sky above
I said "Lady, I'm a rover,
Can you spare a sweet word o'love?"
She whispered softly "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a lovely meatball on her finger
'twas goodbye at the Villa Capri
Summertime was nearly over
Blue Italian sky above
I said "Lady, I'm a rover,
Can you spare a fine word o'love?"
She whispered softly "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri
'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri
'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri
We have been gay, going our way
Life has been beautiful, we have been young
After you've gone, life will go on
Like an old song we have sung
When I grow too old to dream
I'll have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart
So, kiss me my sweet
And so let us part
And when I grow too old to dream
That kiss will live in my heart
And when I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart
Smile While You Kiss Me
Smile while you kiss me
sad adieu
When the clouds roll by,
I'll come to you Then
the skies will seem more blue
Down lover's lane, my dearie
Wedding bells will