Twelfth Street Rag

1919 song version of the famous 1914 instrumental.
Words by James S. Sumner.
Music by Euday L. Bowman.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment:


Lyrics

  1. In a certain city, where
    The girls are cute and pretty
    They have a raggy jazzy jazztime tune
    When you hear that syncopated
    Jazz created melody
    You could dance all morning night and noon
    When the slide trombone and moaning
    Saxophone begin to play
    It will make you sad, ’twill make you glad
    Oh! Boy, what joy
    Burn my clothes for I’m in Heaven
    Wish I had a million women
    Solomon in all his glory
    Could have told another story
    Were he but living here today
    With his thousand wives or more
    A Jazz band on some Egypt shore
    He could dance the night and day away
    I will tell you how they dance
    That tantalizing 12th Street Rag

Chorus
First you slide and then you glide
Then shimmie for a while
To the left then to the right
“Lame Duck” “Get over Sal”
Watch your step then Pirouette
Fox Trot, then squeeze your pal
Over you comes stealing such a funny feeling
‘Till you feel your senses reeling
Tantalizing, hypnotizng, mesmerizing strain
I can’t get enough of it, please play it o’er again
I could dance forever to this refrain
To that 12th Street, oh you 12th Street Rag

  1. Jazztime music is the rage
    This is a syncopated age
    Everybody loves a jazztime tune
    For the music captivating
    Sets your heart a palpitating
    You just can’t make your feet behave
    Ancients, youths of sixty four
    Do steps they never did before
    Father time is mad, no one grows old
    Oh! Boy, what joy
    Put your loving arms around me
    Say Babe, ain’t you glad you found me
    Cleopatra on the Nile
    Could vamp right in the latest style
    If she’d only known this ragtime tune
    Old King Cole a merry soul
    Called for his pipe and then his bowl
    And the first jazz band his fiddlers three
    Play, oh play me while I dance
    That tantalizing 12th Street Rag

Sung here by Fred Feild: