(With a Big Cigar In His Mouth)
A popular song from 1930
Words and music by Rube Bloom and Harry Woods
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- What’s that cheering all about
Why do all those people shout?
Hear ’em bing bang bangin’ on those pails
It can’t be Hoover, can’t be Ford
Everybody’s runnin’ toward
Must be Lindbergh or the Prince of Wales
Is that him passin’ by?
Say, folks, I know that guy
Chorus
He’s a big, big man from the South
Just a great big man from the South
He’s got a big cigar in his mouth
So, I know that he comes from the South
- Who’s that calling from the sea
“Help! I drowning, rescue me”
Where the lift guard?
No one seems to know
Oh! Look! The crowd begins to roar
Someone’s brought her safe to shore
What’s her name?
My gosh! It’s Clara Bow
Who saved that girl with “IT”?
A hero, you’ll admit
Chorus
‘Twas that big big man from the South
YEs, that great big man from the South
He’s got a big cigar in his mouth
So, I know that he comes from the South
Patter
Does he come from Alabam’?
No, Oh! No, Oh!
Mississip’ or Lou’sian’
No, Oh! No, Oh!
Say, would you like to know
The State that claims this boy
He comes from ‘way down
South Chicago, Illinoy
- “Where’s that fire?” people shout
“Where’s that fire? put it out”
See them gather ’round from miles away
Call that engine on the run
Hook and ladder number one
What! it’s just a false alarm you say
Who started all that smoke
Ho! Ho! he loves a joke
Chorus
Oh! I met that man from the South
Yes, I met that man from the South
He had a big cigar in his mouth
So, I knew that he came from the South
( more lyrics are on the sheet music)
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: