My Headache 1932

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 13Jan2025
2025

Cupid's knocked upon my door
My heart's no longer free
And now I'm feeling just like a dove
Never felt this way before
It's plain as A.B.C.
Just why I'm dizzy constantly
It's just a case of love

There goes my headache
Sweetest girl in town
There goes my headache
How she brings me down
My pulse increases
Just to see her walk
I go to pieces
When I hear her talk
She could lead me to the alter
And I mean that's goin' some
And she wouldn't need a halter
Got me wrapped around her thumb
She's been my headache
From the very start
I'll have a headache
'Till I win her heart

There goes my headache
Sweetest girl in town
There goes my headache
How she brings me down
My pulse increases
Just to see her walk
I go to pieces
When I hear her talk
She could lead me to the alter
And I mean that's goin' some
And she wouldn't need a halter
Got me wrapped around her thumb
She's been my headache
From the very start
I'll have a headache
'Till I win her heart

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Headache 1932
From the revue "Harlem Hotcha", 1932
Lyrics by Andy Razaf
Music by James P. Johnson
© 1932 by Handy Bros. Music Co.Inc.   N.Y.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 13 January 2025 at 10.37
in association with Fred Feidl, The Sheet Music Singer
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James Pitt-Payne