Heinze

A popular song from 1909.
Words by Harry Williams.
Music by Egbert Van Alstyne.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. Old Rudolph Heinze was big and fat
    And also full of cheer
    Chuck’ way up full of cheer
    And way up full of beer
    For Rudolph Heinze collected
    For a brew’ry very near
    A job that many men would like to try
    At four or five, or six o’clock
    Or seven, eight or nine
    Old Rudolph Heinze would think about
    His coming home to dine
    And when old Misses Heinze
    Would see him coming down the line
    She’d throw up both her hands and loudly cry

Chorus
Heinze, Heinze, vot’s de matter mit Heinze?
Heinze is vobboling down the street
Vot’s de matter mit Heinze feet?
Ach! my, dot’s de trouble mit men
He’s been in sixty-seven bars
Unt Heinze is pickled again

  1. Why haf we no dill pickles?
    Once to Misses Heinze, said he
    Go get some quick for me
    Yes, I will not, said she
    Vile you are at the table
    Sitting right beside of me
    The pickle yuo haf got is quite enough
    More yet, next time ven you comes home
    Unt make dose funny curves
    I’m goin’ to give you someting
    Vot a man like you deserves
    I’ll chuck you in the cellar
    Mit de rest of de preserves
    Unt don’t forget, olt man, I neffer bluff