A popular song from 1910.
Words by Jos. Mittenthal.
Music by Joseph M. Daly.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
1. Sunday when Obadiah wonder’d what to do
He called upon a friend of his named Mary Drew
He said as she was sitting by his side
My love I’ve tried to hide
But you’re the girl I’m looking after
Soon when he said, “Good night my little heart’s desire”
He thought he surely had her little heart on fire
But when ’twas time to say good night to Obadiah
She looked at him and said
Chorus
Toot your horn kid, you’re in a fog
You’re in a fog, yes, you’re in a fog
Take it from me, you’re drifting to sea
I don’t think ‘would be so sunny
Living just on love and honey
Pinch yourself hard, kid, come back to life
Wake yourself up, then look for a wife
Hope is not gone, so
Toot your horn, you’re in a fog
2. Time passed and little Mary moved away from there
Folks said that Obadiah didn’t seem to care
But soon he made the country people talk
He wandered to New York
And called to see his uncle Henry
He found a little lady who was there to dine
Sure thing, ’twas Mary Drew
and she was looking fine
“By George”, said Obadiah, “She’s a friend of mine”
But little Mary said