. . . The Vamp of Savannah.
A popular song from 1924.
Words and music by Jack Yellen, Milton Ager, Bob Bigelow, and Chas. Bates.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- In old Savannah, I said, Savannah
The weather there is nice and warm
The climate’s of the southern brand
But here’s what I don’t understand
They’ve got a gal there, a pretty gal there
Who’s colder than an arctic storm
Got a heart just like a stone
Even icemen leave her alone
Refrain
They call her Hard Hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, the meanest gal in town
Leather is tough but Hannah’s heart is tougher
She’s a gal who loves to see men suffer
To tease ’em and thrill ’em, to torture and kill ’em
Is her delight, they say
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan
There was Hannah pouring water on a drowning man
She’s Hard Hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G.A.
- You ought to see her, you ought to see her
Outside she’s just as soft as silk
But socially she’s hard as nails
She’s just a gal who hates the males
And when she’s nasty, oh, when she’s nasty
She’s ’bout as sweet as sour milk
Nothing she likes better than
Feedin’ poisoned food to a man
Refrain
They call her Hard Hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, the meanest gal in town
Talk of your cold, refrigerating Mammas
Brother, she’s the Polar bear’s pajamas
To tease ’em and thrill ’em, to torture and kill ’em
Is her delight, they say
An ev’ning spent with Hannah sitting on your knees
Is like trav’ling thru Alaska in your B.V.D’s
She’s Hard Hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G.A.
Sung here by Fred Feild: