Insanity

A Daffy Ditty from 1907.
Words by Jack Norworth.
Music by Albert Von Tilzer.


Sheet music provided by Nicholas Leunissen:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. Now a man will go and take a wife
    But he doesn’t take her far
    They start in on their married life
    Then comes a fam’ly jar
    He claims she’s not the proper sort
    She claims the same of course
    And then he drags her into court
    And asks for a divorce
    The judge hauls out the papers
    In the case and then he reads
    He looks them over carefully
    And finds the poor man pleads

Chorus
Insanity, insanity
His married life was filled with pain
Then he finds out he was insane
He asks the judge to kindly set him free
The man gets loose for his excuse
Is pure insanity

  1. Now a man will call to see his girl
    And they’ll play some kissing games
    He calls her popsey’s precious Pearl
    And some other mushy names
    Then he holds her on his lap a while
    Though she weighs three hundred just
    And all the time he tries to smile
    But he knows his knees will bust
    The girl says, “Dear, let me get up
    You know I’m not so light”
    But the man says, “No, my precious love
    I could hold you here all night”

Chorus
Insanity, insanity
He wants to show that he’s awf’lly sweet
But all the time his foot’s asleep
He thinks it’s love
But just twixt you and me
When wed, no doubt
He’ll then find out
That it’s pure insanity

  1. There’s a lunatic asylum
    Not so very far away
    That stands beside a little stream
    And there the other day
    A man went fishing for that sport
    It seems, was his delight
    But though he fished six hours
    Yet he never got a bite
    A lunatic came out and watched
    The man with hook and line
    Then finally he said
    “You’ve got the same complaint as mine”

Chorus
Insanity, insanity
“There hasn’t been a fish in there
Since Washington crossed the Delaware
So come inside and keep me company
Forget the eels and mend your wheels
It’s pure insanity”


Sung here by Vancha March: