A popular song from the year 1913.
Words by L. Wolfe Gilbert.
Music by Lewis F. Muir and Les Copeland.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- My best gal had the cutest little cat
With a little bunch of whiskers on its chin
And when we’d spoon, in my lap she sat
I’d get as mad as sin
My best gal is a thing of the past
The kitten was the cause of it all
I sighed, oh how I sighed
Today I met her sister and I cried
Chorus
Say you, you, you
How’s your little maltese cat
How’s your little maltese cat
Sleeping on the old door mat
Now tell me say, you, you, you
Has she ever caught a rat?
Then she answered mister
Ask my little sister
How’s your little maltese cat
- Years have passed and the kitten just the same
Has a little bunch of whiskers on its chin
My best gal has since become my wife
Happy we’ve always been
My wife’s sister is living with us still
Many, many, many times we laugh
I sigh, oh how I sigh
I always turn to sister and I cry