[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
a snappy, syncopated 1921 song about dancing in New Orleans
words and music by Tom Delaney
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
1. Down in Louisana in that sunny clime
They play a class of music that is super fine
And it makes no difference if it’s rain or shine
You can hear that jazzin’ music playing all the time
It sound so peculiar cause the music’s queer
How it’s sweet vibration seems to fill the air
Then to you the whole world seems to be in rhyme
You want nothing else but jazzin’, jazzin’ all the time
Everyone that’s nigh never seems to sigh
Hear them loudly cry, Oh
Chorus
Jazz me, come on professor and
Jazz me (Jazz me)
You know I like my dancin’ both day and night
And if I don’t get my jazzin’, I don’t feel right
Now if it’s ragtime please sir will you play in in
Jazz time (Jazz time)
Don’t want it fast, don’t want it slow
Take your time professor play it sweet and low
I’ve got those doggone low down
Jazz me, jazz me blues
2. Everybody now-a-days does that dance
You’d better learn to jazz now while you’ve got the chance
This pleasing syncopation has come to stay
Now all you’ve got to do is just to jazz away
So when you hear that band playing at the ball
Grab your gal and do your stuff around the hall
With nothing on your mind but music and your brown
Only waiting for the time so you can jazz her ’round
Take your time and sway, Throw yourself away
Let me hear you say, Oh
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Sung here by Fred Feild: