(Sump’n good’ll come from that)
From “Sweet and Low”, 1930
Words by Mort Dixon and Billy Rose
Music by Harry Warren
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I saw you strolling by your solitary
Am I nosy? Very, very
I’d like to bet a juicy huckleberry
What you’re after is a gal
We’re both in luck
For introductions are not necessary
Chorus
Mm-Mm-Mm, would you like to take walk?
Mm-Mm-Mm, do you think it’s gonna rain?
Mm-Mm-Mm, how about a sasparilla?
Gee, the moon is yeller
Sump’n good’ll come from that
Mm-Mm-Mm, have you heard the latest song?
Mm-Mm-Mm, it’s a very pretty strain
Mm-Mm-Mm, don’t you feel a little thrilly?
Gee, it’s getting chilly
Sump’n good’ll come from that
When you’re strolling though the wherezis
You need a whozis to lean upon
But when you have no whozis
To hug and whatzis, gosh, darn
Mm-Mm-Mm, would you like to take walk?
Mm-Mm-Mm, do you think it’s gonna rain?
Mm-Mm-Mm, ain’t you tired of the talkies?
I prefer the walkies
Sump’n good’ll come from that
- My little heart is full of palpitation
What I need is consolation
I’d like to stage a little celebration
In the moonlight right away
I’ll feel all pep’t if you’ll accept
My friendly invitation
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: