A funny fox trot song from 1926
Words and music by Byron Gay and Richard A. Whiting
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Took my girl to the races
Gosh! how she loves the races
There we sat, sittin’ in the stand
She stood pat, couldn’t pat her hand
Took one look at a big “Gee Gee”
And that was the end of me
Chorus
Crazy over horses, horses, horses
Nutty over horses, horses, horses
Goofy over horses, horses, horses
She’s a little wild
Daffy over horses, horses, horses
Silly over horses, horses, horses
Once I heard her call me “Spark Plug” Brown, too
Guess she thinks I’m a horses “Barney Google”
At the altar, altar, altar
Maybe she will falter, falter, falter
Then I’ll get a halter, halter, halter
Just to make her mind
A woman’s “No” means “Yes” I guess
A horse’s “Neigh” is a horse’s “Yes”
Oh! its horses, horses
Just a lot of horses
Horses, horses all the time
- When we came from the races
She kicked over the traces
She wouldn’t go to an Auto show
An Auto show was much too slow
She preferred a Rodeo
So does her old man
Chorus
Crazy over horses, horses, horses
Nutty over horses, horses, horses
Goofy over horses, horses, horses
She’s a little wild
Daffy over horses, horses, horses
Silly over horses, horses, horses
Once I heard her call me “Spark Plug” Brown, too
Guess she thinks I’m a horses “Barney Google”
At the altar, altar, altar
Maybe she will falter, falter, falter
Then I’ll get a halter, halter, halter
Just to make her mind
And every time she drinks, by heck
She always drinks a horse’s neck
Oh! its horses, horses
Just a lot of horses
Horses, horses all the time
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: