Lyrics: My daddy was a ragtime trombone player, My mammy was a ragtime cabaret er, They met one day at a tango tea, There was a syncopated wedding and then came me; Folks thinkk the way I walk is a fad, But it's a birthday present from my Mammy and dad. Chorus I'm a Jazz baby, I want to be jazzing 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 jazbo harmony; That ""walk the dog, "" and ""ball the jack,"" that caused all the talk, Is just a copy of the way I nat'rally walk; ‘Cause I'm a Jazz baby, Little Jazz baby that's me. Patter - Rocked to sleep while the cradle went to and fro, To and fro to the tune of the ""tickle toe,"" Ever since I started in to grow, I'd love to hear the music playin', See my dear old mammy swayin', Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, that's all I ever knew, All day long I never would get thro'; Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, that's all I want to do; Play me a little Jazz. ‘Cause I'm a Jazz baby; Full of Jazbo harmony; That “walk the dog” and “ball the jack” that caused all the talk Is just a copy of the way I nat’rally walk, ‘Cause I’m a Jazz baby; Little Jazz baby, that’s me
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The derogatory terms, images, and ideas that appear in some of this sheet music are not condoned by the University of Mississippi. They do represent the attitudes of a number of Americans at the times the songs were published. As such, it is hoped that the sheet music in this collection can aid students of music, history, and other disciplines to better understand popular American music and racial stereotypes from the 19th- and early 20th-centuries. Read the introduction for further information to use when contextualizing this item: http://188.8.131.52/cdm4/intro_harris.php