Stop That Bear Cat Sadie 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 02 Mar 2006
2006

Since Sadie Cohn,
has come back home,
from San Francisco town,
she ain't the same old Sadie,
'cause she don't act like a lady,
she talks and sings,
and does such things,
that makes me pull my hair,
she calls me Kiddoo,
and her mother Chicken,
and she dances the Grizzly Bear,
so like a father I said Sadie dear,
Please quit your Frisco habits,
listen here.

Sadie, Sadie, Sadie,
stop that Bear Cat Dance,
step it quick!
I say you should have better sense.
Ev'ry time you move your shoulders
to the ceiling,
I forget you are my daughter,
and I get a nervous feeling,
ev'ry day I hear you sing
a rag time song,
like brass band Alexander,
come along, come along,
in the night I get a scare,
when you holler: "It's a Bear!"
Sadie, be a lady,
stop that Bear Cat Dance.

Sadie, Sadie, Sadie,
stop that Bear Cat Dance,
step it quick!
I say you should have better sense.
Ev'ry time you move your shoulders
to the ceiling,
I forget you are my daughter,
and I get a nervous feeling,
ev'ry day I hear you sing
a rag time song,
like brass band Alexander,
come along, come along,
in the night I get a scare,
when you holler: "It's a Bear!"
Sadie, be a lady,
stop that Bear Cat Dance.

She talks a lots
'bout Turkey Trots,
and Tommy Texas swings,
those dances have a motion,
just like the Atlantic Ocean,
Sadie's got a beau,
named Broncho Joe,
he wears a red wool shirt,
and since my Sadie came back
home from Frisco,
she is wearing a Harem skirt,
well from her waist up she's a lady,
yes, Oi! but form her waist down,
well it's foolishness.

Sadie, Sadie, Sadie,
stop that Bear Cat Dance,
step it quick!
I say you should have better sense.
Ev'ry time you move your shoulders
to the ceiling,
I forget you are my daughter,
and I get a nervous feeling,
ev'ry day I hear you sing
a rag time song,
like brass band Alexander,
come along, come along,
in the night I get a scare,
when you holler: "It's a Bear!"
Sadie, be a lady,
stop that Bear Cat Dance.

Sadie, Sadie, Sadie,
stop that Bear Cat Dance,
step it quick!
I say you should have better sense.
Ev'ry time you move your shoulders
to the ceiling,
I forget you are my daughter,
and I get a nervous feeling,
ev'ry day I hear you sing
a rag time song,
like brass band Alexander,
come along, come along,
in the night I get a scare,
when you holler: "It's a Bear!"
Sadie, be a lady,
stop that Bear Cat Dance.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Stop That Bear Cat Sadie 1912
Words and Music by Gene Greene
described as Gene Greene's 'Big Hit'
© MCMXII by Will Rossiter, Chicago
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 02 March 2006 at 07.40
in association with Doug Grierson
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