The Warmest Baby In The Bunch 1897

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 28 Nov 2008
2008

You're well acquainted
with the high born lady
You might have heard
of Hot Tamale Sal,
but there's a wench
that makes them all look shady
You've got to take your hat off
to dis gal,
You'll all be dazzled
when you see dis member,
You'll think that you've been
drining nigger punch.
The steam comes from her shoes
in cold December
for she's the warmest baby
in the bunch.

When they see her coming
all dem wenches take a chill,
Diamonds glist'nin'
all around and style enough to kill.
Her steady fellar broke a crap game
down in Louisville,
and buys her chicken ev'ry day for lunch,
"Come Seven...!"
Dreamy eyes that sparkle
and she rolls them mighty cute,
Colored gem'men say
that lady cert'ny is a "beaut"
Go broke dat she's a hot potater
she's a red hot radiator,
she's the warmest baby in the bunch.

When they see her coming
all dem wenches take a chill,
Diamonds glist'nin'
all around and style enough to kill.
Her steady fellar broke a crap game
down in Louisville,
and buys her chicken ev'ry day for lunch,
"Come Seven...!"
Dreamy eyes that sparkle
and she rolls them mighty cute,
Colored gem'men say
that lady cert'ny is a "beaut"
Go broke dat she's a hot potater
she's a red hot radiator,
she's the warmest baby in the bunch.

The coons they all acknowledge
she's a wizard
You'll cremate if around dis gal you fool,
Last January when we had a blizzard,
She had to fan herself
to take it cool,
The pol'cy shops
are broken by this hummer,
She's luckier than a nigger
with a hunch.
She leads a life
of everlasting summer,
For she's the warmest baby in the bunch.

When they see her coming
all dem wenches take a chill,
Diamonds glist'nin'
all around and style enough to kill.
Her steady fellar broke a crap game
down in Louisville,
and buys her chicken ev'ry day for lunch,
"Come Seven...!"
Dreamy eyes that sparkle
and she rolls them mighty cute,
Colored gem'men say
that lady cert'ny is a "beaut"
Go broke dat she's a hot potater
she's a red hot radiator,
she's the warmest baby in the bunch.

When they see her coming
all dem wenches take a chill,
Diamonds glist'nin'
all around and style enough to kill.
Her steady fellar broke a crap game
down in Louisville,
and buys her chicken ev'ry day for lunch,
"Come Seven...!"
Dreamy eyes that sparkle
and she rolls them mighty cute,
Colored gem'men say
that lady cert'ny is a "beaut"
Go broke dat she's a hot potater
she's a red hot radiator,
she's the warmest baby in the bunch.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Warmest Baby In The Bunch 1897
Song & Chorus
by Geo.M.Cohan
© 1897 by George L.Spaulding at Stationer's Hall, London
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 28 November 2008 at 12.20
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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