a 1922 popular song
words by Will Taylor
music by W. N. Wilson
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- We used to call her Mary
And sometimes Mary Ann
Until she cut her dresses short
And thought she’d catch a man
She painted like an Indian chief
And powdered like you know
And then she bobbed her pretty hair
So we called her Bobby, Oh
Chorus
Bobby, Bobby, don’t you break my heart, Bobby
You were my Queen, girl of my dreams
My old fashioned sweetheart, but now it seems
You’re not the girl I thought you were
You didn’t play quite fair
I loved you true, till you bobbed your hair
Oh! Bobby, Bobby
- Yes it may be amusing
To tease the men this way
But bob-haired girls were out of date
Before Pere Adams day
Yes spotlight girls may have their place
Some man more wise may know
But Mary Ann will grace our home
And not bob-haired Bobby, Oh
Sung here by Fred Feild: