Adam 'Ad 'Em! 1928 Mr. Fred Barnes

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 13 Jun 2003

Johnny sat beside his little Lucy,
her lips were juicy,
and rosy red.
Somehow Johnny felt he couldn't miss them,
he tried to kiss them,
but Lucy said:
"Johnny, you're at liberty to squeeze me,
but if you please me,
don't go too far,
kisses are forbidden."
He said: "Aw! Yer kidden,
but I don't care a hang if they are!

Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

Johnny kiss'd her, and she liked it rather;
in came her father, and saw the act.
Johnny knew, as he went out full pelt like,
what Adam felt like when he was sack'd,
from the garden Johnny soon was crawling,
but love was calling, and not in vain.
John climb'd up the gutter,
Lucy heard him mutter
as he squeezed thro' to kiss her again,

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

I must own that Lucy loved coquetting,
sometimes forgetting
'twas not the game,
In Paris once she chanc'd to meet Alphonso,
he carried on so, his heart aflame.
He said to her: "Ma cherie, I adore you!
Oh! I implore you give me a kiss."
But Lucy said: "For you, sir,
kisses are napoo, sir."
But in her little ear he whisper'd this.

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I think that I require 'em,
That you can't deny,
Voulez vous donnes moi, ma gem,
As Tommy says: "Oh blimy!
That's the stuff to give to them!"
Oh, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I think that I require 'em,
That you can't deny,
Voulez vous donnes moi, ma gem,
As Tommy says: "Oh blimy!
That's the stuff to give to them!"
Oh, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

Lucy married her persistent chappie,
now he's as happy as any earl.
They've a little boy,
they call him Abel,
the other's Mabel, 'cos she's a girl.
Both the children go to class on one day,
and ev'ry Sunday when they've return'd,
John says: "Here's an apple;
Always go to chapel,
It was thro' going there that I learn'd...

Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

"Apples were forbidden
in the Garden of Eden,
but Adam 'ad 'em! Adam 'ad 'em!
Rosy red are your sweet lips,
and better far than apples,
'cos they've got no pips!
Kisses are forbidden,
so I reckon I need 'em,
Guess you can't deny,
if a thing's forbidden, sure,
It only makes a fellow want it all the more!
Say, madam, Adam always 'ad 'em,
and if Adam 'ad 'em so can I!"

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Adam 'Ad 'Em! 1928 Mr. Fred Barnes
by R.P.Weston and Bert Lee
3rd verse by Fred Barnes
copyright MCMXVIII by Francis, Day and Hunter
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Friday 13 June 2003 at 19.53
in association with Doug Grierson
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