Sadie Klein, voice a number nine,
Left her happy home to study Op’ra grand;
When to Sunny Spain but came back again,
‘Cause the language there she couldn’t understand.
When her sweetheart Abie Schwartz found out she was in town,
He put on his full dress suit, high hat, and called around;
Sadie in the parlor was singing Traviatia;
Abie hollered stop her I don’t care for Op’ra:
Serenade me, Sadie, with a ragtime song,
Give me something, baby, that won’t last so long;
Make for me a google eye, throw the shoulders way up high,
Sing about the Swanee river,
Make sure that you shake and shiver,
Snap the fingers like they do in ‘Frisco Town;
Holler, oh you bear cats!
Bend yourself way down,
Sing Abie, look a here, look a there, come along,
Serenade me, Sadie, with a Ragtime song
Sadie Klein, had a wedding fine,
Married Abie, and that night at half-past nine,
Husband got a note that some girlie wrote;
Said, come hear a song that’s called the ragtime goat.
Abie yelled, if that’s the case, I’ll have to leave at once.
Sadie cried, Oi Abie please, don’t be a ragtime dunce.
Then she sang a yoodle and Abe went off his noodle,
Sounds like a Kioo’dle,
Stop or I’ll skidoodle.
Young, Joe and Grant, Bert, "Serenade Me Sadie" (1912). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1258.
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