From the film “Let’s Dance”, 1950.
Words and music by Frank Loesser.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Oh, them dudes
Oh, them dudes
They’re a-doin’ our dance
They’re a-doin’ our dance
Them city dudes
Them city dudes
They’re a-doin’ our dance
They’re a-doin’ our dance
Down in the night clubs look what I found
Do-See-Do, and all hands ’round
Them dudes, them dudes
Them big city dudes
They’re a-doin’ our dance
Oh, them rustlers
Oh, them dudes
Oh, them dudes
They’re a-stealin’ our stuff
They’re a-stealin’ our stuff
Them city dudes
Them city dudes
They’re a-treatin’ us rough
They’re a-treatin’ us rough
Down in the night clubs
What did I hear but a jug and a fiddle
They was playin’ by ear
Them dudes, them dudes
Them big city dudes
They’re a-stealin’ our stuff
Oh, the coyotes
Saddle up old Flossie
Call out all the posse
This here kind of thievin’s got to stop
We’ll give them fair warnin’
If they don’t stop by mornin’
We’ll retaliate by takin’ up Bop
On account of them dudes
Oh, them dudes
They’re a-doin’ our dance
They’re a-doin’ our dance
Them city dudes
Them city dudes
And their uncles and aunts
And their uncles and aunts
Down at in night clubs look at them go
All hands ’round and Do-See-Do
Playin’ gittar and musical saw
Jumpin’ our claim on the “Turkey In The Straw”
Look at them varmints wearin’ our garments
Down to the Levi pants
Oh, them dudes, them dudes
Them big city dudes
They’re a-doin’ our dance