A young married lady who was very much inclined
To be just a little indiscreet,
Once met a fellow,
They were never introduced
But they met as lots of other people meet.
They both were having luncheon in a private dining room,
The meal was great and every thing was grand.
When suddenly he saw a wedding ring on her finger
As he held her dainty little hand.
The door was closed no one could hear,
So he leaned on the table and he said my dear.
I can see that you are married
And you know I’m married, too!
And nobody knows that you know me and nobody knows that I know you and,
If you care to, we’ll have luncheon
Ev’ry day here just the same,
But sweet heart
If you talk in your sleep
Don’t mention my name.
I can name.
The young married lady didn’t mean a bit of harm,
But she did go to luncheon ev’ry day.
She used to think it funny,
And if hubby ever knew,
She often used to wonder what he’d say?
One night she was awakened by a most familiar voice,
The voice was right beside her, it would seem;
For a minute she was puzzled then it dawned upon her mind
That her hubby must be talking in his dream.
She sat up straight with an awful start,
For she knew every word that he said by heart.
Ayer, Nat D.; Brown, A. Seymour; and Buck, Gene, "If You Talk in Your Sleep Don't Mention My Name" (1911). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1635.
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