A hot stomp from 1928
Words and music by Tom Delaney and Woody Frisino
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- There’s a gal in Jig Walk Town
Named Sadie Go-about
Everywhere poor Sadie goes
They always run her out
Now at a parlor social stomp
She took the floor just like she had the yellow fever
They all began to roar
Chorus
Walk that broad, what old broad
That old broad, she’s a fraud
Take her out of here before they raid the place
She needs another body
And a brand new face
Walk that broad, take the air
Walk that broad, anywhere
Her “He-He-Haw”
Is louder than that old mule Maud
If you want us here
You’ve got to Walk that broad
Patter
Walk that broad, right off the floor
Walk that broad, show her the door
Great scott, can’t she squawk
What outrageous talk
Walk that broad, give her the gate
Walk that broad, she’s too much weight
Look at her and you will see
Lon Chaney’s double
But she’s just a lot of noise
She ain’t much trouble
I say she’s a lot of noise
That’s all dog gone
- Gonna tell you bout a gal
That got rich over night
Used to sleep in coal cellars
But now she’s alright
Her uncle died and he willed her
Five Thousand bones
The Boys all razz her when she strolls by
And this is what they moaned
Chorus
Walk that broad, scat you cat
Walk that broad, leave her flat
Think she’s hot because she’s got
A dress or two
I knew her when she wore
A boot and no sole shoe
Still she’s proud, puts on airs
Meets her friends, even sneers
Now if you want to see her act
Like old mule Maud
All you’ve got to say to her
Is “Walk that broad”