A popular song from 1932
Words and music by Little Jack Little, Dave Oppenheimer and Ira Schuster
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
What’s that hullabalooing?
Looks like something is doing
Something’s going to happen, everyone is gay
Families and their relations
Thrilled with brand new sensations
It’s a bigger day than any holiday
CHORUS
Here they come, here they come
Dressed in brown and blue and jade
Little boys and girls showing off their curls
At the baby parade
Little eyes, looking wise
Realize the hit they’ve made
When they get a hand at the Judge’s stand
At the baby parade
Tho’ it’s hard to choose
Who will win or lose
As the kiddies pass in line
Standing in the crowd
Every dad so proud
Says the winner should be mine
There they go, there they go
What a noble part they played
Then away they trip to a pillow slip
At the baby parade
PATTER
Rich kids, poor kids, my kids, your kids
Everybody’s kid is there
Black heads, blond heads, even bald heads
And a lot with reddish hair
Nice kids, mean kids, fat kids, lean kids
Every kid a different size
Shy kids, cry kids, rock-a-bye kids
Everyone deserves a prize
Sung by Laurence Rubenstein: