[FANNY, spoken]
Well, hmm…

(sung)
I just put the kids to sleep
And swept the shack
Took my sweet man's satchel down
And watched him pack
I said, "darling, while the stove still smolders
Unpin your woman's hair and rub her shoulders"
I threw myself across the doorway
Begging, "stay, sweet man, stay"
But there's more in my man's life
Than this old hag
It's Jelly Roll Morton
And a shiny cornet
And jazzin' the rag

The lady ain't been born
Can take the place of a horn
With a cornet man
A-goin' where there's blowin'
Trav'lin' cornet man
Just anytime they call him
He'll leave his wife and kiddies
Sittin' with their tongues out
To play for peanuts in a dive
And blow his lungs out
He'll hop a choo-choo on a moment's notice
To play some dates with Billy Bates
Or Rag-time Otis
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