A novelty fox trot song from 1921
Words and music by Abner Silver and Ned Norworth.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I love two girls named Hazel
Yes, Hazel is the name
One is mild, the other wild
But they get there just the same
They both love me, you see
But one thing puzzles me
Chorus
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Which Hazel shall it be?
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Is all that worries me
I love them, I love them
I’m going off my nut
For they’ve got something I declare
No other girls have got
Which Hazel, which Hazel
My brain is in a whirl
Which Hazel shall turn out to be the girl?
Oh! Take the key and lock me up
I’m as crazy as a “Pup”
I win the “Paper loving cup”
For I don’t know which Hazel
- The guy who wrote “Which Hazel”
Is in a padded cell
Both his girls are married now
And both have married well
He has their photographs
He looks at them and laughs
Chorus
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Which Hazel shall I choose?
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Oh boy, I’ve got the blues
One’s homely but wealthy
The other’s poor but swell
One’s an American
And the other lives in New Rochelle
Which Hazel, which Hazel
My brain is in a whirl
Which Hazel shall turn out to be the girl?
There’s Hazel eyes and Hazel nut
I love them and they love me
But to tell the truth I’m in a rut
I think I’ll marry Christmas
Chorus
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Which Hazel shall I choose?
Which Hazel, which Hazel
Oh boy, I’ve got the blues
One’s homely but wealthy
The other’s poor but swell
One’s an American
And the other lives in New Rochelle
Which Hazel, which Hazel
My brain is in a whirl
Which Hazel shall turn out to be the girl?
They went swimming one fine day
Oh! Where they didn’t have to pay
The wind blew all their clothes away
You cannot fool a horse fly
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: