A tale of jealousy, 1872.
words and music by Ned Harrigan
From the Harrigan and Hart play The Little Frauds.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Oh vere is dot leetle deicher darling
Der pootiest leetle vaiter gal of all
Oh vere is der pickles by der guarten
Der mock oranges hanging by der wall
How sweet she used to vait on der table
Mit sarsaparilla vater by her tray
Und sometimes put bottles by der labes
Ven efer de boss he was avay
Chorus
Little Fraud! chews terbaccer
Little Fraud! vats der matter
Vas der pootiest little vaiter gal of all
Little Fraud! dunner vater
Little Fraud! dunner vater
Vas der pootiest little deicher gal of all
- I thought I heard somebody spoken
Und vat kind of liquors do you like
Mein lieber schoots vill gif you such a shooking
As makes your face so plack as blue as white
So help me gracious
I belief dot you haf got anonder lover
In some onder part by dis town
Oh I shoost took mein finger and I guv her
A schmack dot vould shoost knock you down - Now my love if you would understood me
I vould feel shoost so happy as a lord
Ouf you vas so kleiner as you could be
I vouldn’t gif dot for leetle Fraud
I don’t can’t tell vat ish der matter
For dere you eat pretzels vere you board
Und sometimes I bleve you never get her
Dot onder deicher gal leetle Fraud
Sung here by Fred Feild: