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!