Cornet Man

[FANNY, spoken] Well, hmm [FANNY] I just put the kids to sleep And swept the shack Took my sweet man's satchel down And watched him pack I said, "Darling, while the stove still smolders Unpin your woman's hair and rub her shoulders" I threw myself across the doorway Beggin', "Stay, sweet man, stay" But there's more in my man's life Than this old hag It's Jelly Roll Morton And a shiny cornet And jazzin' the rag The lady ain't been born Can take the place of a horn With a cornet man A-goin' where there's blowin' Travelin' cornet man Just anytime they call him He'll leave his wife and kiddies Sittin' with their tongues out To play for peanuts in a dive And blow his lungs out He'll hop a choo-choo On a moment's notice To play some dates with Billy Bates Or Ragtime Otis The lady ain't seen light Can give a horn a fair fight With a cornet man A rootin', shootin', ever-tootin' Dapper Dan Who carries in his satchel A powder-blue Norfolk suit A silver-plated wah-wah mute There is whiskey, gamblin'–each one is a curse But I'm up against a devil that's worse Yes, a horn is my thorn My traveling cornet man Kill yourself! Oh ho! Tell me about it! Yeah! Yeah! Woo! Yeah! Yeah! A powder-blue Norfolk suit I said a silver-plated wah-wah mute Oh, he's shy on height He's short on weight But he's the only man can make my coffee perculate A Dapper Dan My cornet-playin' man Woo!