(Blanche Merrill / M.K. Jerome)
My daddy was a rag-time trombone player.
My mammy was a rag-time cabaret-er.
They met one day at a tango tea.
There was a syncopated wedding
And then came me.
Folks think the way I walk is a fad,
But it's just a birthday present from my mammy and dad.
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby.
I wanna be jazzin' all the time.
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own.
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby,
Full of jazzbo harmony
Ya' know, that Walk the Dog and Ball the Jack
That cause all the talk,
Well, that's just a copy of the way I nat'chally walk.
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
Little jazz baby that's me.
Rocked to sleep while my cradle went to and fro
To and fro to the tune of the Tickle-toe.
Ever since I started in to growing
I loved to hear the music playin'
See my dear old mammy swayin'
Jazz, jazz; that's all I ever knew
All day long; Whoo! I never would get through
Jazz, jazz, That's all I wanna do.
Play me a little jazz.
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby!
Little Jazz Baby that's all.
(Contributed by Andy & Mogg - December 2002)