A popular song from 1915
Words by Carl Randall
Music by Harry Tierney
The sheet music:
Lyrics
When you speak of Russia, revolution’s in your mind
Still there’s other things that they can do
Dancing is their national past time, so we’ve been taught
But now they have a dance that’s new, very new
Syncopation now becomes their pride
With what they call the Bolsheviki Glide
Chorus:
That Bolsheviki Glide, that Bolsheviki Slide
Rich men, poor men, even their wives
Dance it with guns and knives
Don’t give a cent for their lives
It gives us all a thrill
You dance it dressed to kill
This dance is a new institution
It’s just one big Revolution
Oh Oh that Bolsheviki Glide