A popular song from 1911.
words and music by Blanche Merrill
This is a comic caricature. These lyrics contain stereotypes of Italians. No hatred is intended. It is presented in its original form for the sake of musical history. A stage piece presented by singer Lillian Shaw. The image on the cover fits the Steampunk genre.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- Say what-a you tink, now what-a you tink
My Tony’s a gone he skiddo
I got-a de shake, my heart-a just break
‘Cause I tink all-a time he was-a true
Last night oh I cry, he pass-a me by
With a gal with a big-a blue eyes
I’m sick and I’m sad, but I tell-a you I’m mad
And from me he gets one big surprise
‘Cause
Chorus
I got a rock, I got a rock
I pick it right up from the street-a last night
Just stick around kid you see one-a big fight
‘Cause I got a rock, I got a rock
And all over the block, dis-a guin I will knock
A flippity-flop he go spin like a top
And it’s good-a-bye pop, ’cause I nonga no stop
Till he make-a de drop, one dead-a de wop
And I got a rock
- I give-a my Ton, every day mac-a-ron
I give him the hug and the kiss
Everyting what I got I give him for not
Then he treat-a me bad-a like-a this
Dat makes me excite, and after tonight
Dat-a dago he speaks-a no more
‘Cause all I can see, just-a take it from me
Is the black and white crepe on his door
‘Cause
Chorus
I got a rock, I got a rock
I’ll just forget, he was ever my pet
And you just-a be, he eats no more spagett
‘Cause I got a rock, I got a rock
And all over the block, dis-a guin I will knock
A flippity-flop he go spin like a top
And it’s good-a-bye pop, ’cause I nonga no stop
Till he make-a de drop, one dead-a de wop
And I got a rock
Sung here by Fred Feild: