Wait Until Your Daddy Comes Home 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 04 Mar 2006
2006

Curly headed pickaninny acting gay,
he's been bad all day,
and he won't obey;
talking back to Mammy in a sassy way,
makes her look with much surprise.
Mammy starts to holler
as a Mammy would:
"Won't you please be good,
like a good boy should?"
But it doesn't seem to do any good.
So, she finally cries:

Wait until your Daddy gets home,
wait until your Daddy gets home,
I'll tell him how you've been
talking to your Mammy,
since he started to roam,
wait until I tell him the way,
you've been misbehaving today.
He'll press your pants
in a manner nice and fine,
right on the spot
where the sun will never shine,
Lawdy! how you're going to groan,
when your loving Daddy comes home.

Wait until your Daddy gets home,
wait until your Daddy gets home,
I'll tell him how you've been
talking to your Mammy,
since he started to roam,
wait until I tell him the way,
you've been misbehaving today.
He'll press your pants
in a manner nice and fine,
right on the spot
where the sun will never shine,
Lawdy! how you're going to groan,
when your loving Daddy comes home.

Curly headed pickaninny jumps about,
sticks his tongue 'way out at his Mammy stout;
steps upon his Mammy's foot,
the one with gout,
till it almost broke apart.
Mammy lays the pickanniny on her lap,
in her hand a strap,
ready for the rap,
but she hollers as she lays down the strap:
"No, I haven't the heart,

Wait until your Daddy gets home,
wait until your Daddy gets home,
I'll tell him how you've been
talking to your Mammy,
since he started to roam,
wait until I tell him the way,
you've been misbehaving today.
He'll press your pants
in a manner nice and fine,
right on the spot
where the sun will never shine,
Lawdy! how you're going to groan,
when your loving Daddy comes home.

Wait until your Daddy gets home,
wait until your Daddy gets home,
I'll tell him how you've been
talking to your Mammy,
since he started to roam,
wait until I tell him the way,
you've been misbehaving today.
He'll press your pants
in a manner nice and fine,
right on the spot
where the sun will never shine,
Lawdy! how you're going to groan,
when your loving Daddy comes home.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Wait Until Your Daddy Comes Home 1912
Words and Music by Irving Berlin
© 1912 by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 04 March 2006 at 13.41
in association with Doug Grierson
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