From “On His Uppers”, 1906
Words and music by Anna Caldwell
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Till I met you, I never knew
What a cinch it is to be in love
Thought it a fake, all a mistake
Now you got me tame as any dove
Hanging around a girl to me seemed funny
Thought it an awful waste of time and money
Kissing, the biggest “bunc that ever was
But now I’m getting wiser just because
Chorus:
I kinder likes to have you come a fussin’ around
I kinder think that I could love you
Down to the ground
You look so awful good to me
You must be my affinity
I kinder likes to have you fussin’ ’round
- Tho’ I am wise, Those dreamy eyes
Seem to “sorter” hypnotize my heart
If you are game, to change your name
I’ll be with you any time you start
If you’ve a spark of love for me so teeny
All of the other girls can run for Sweeney
And though I know you’ll tell me to “behave”
I’ll take another chance and spiel this “rave”
Sung by Fred Feild: