A song sensation of 1909
Words by Will D. Cobb
Music by Jno. H. Flynn
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Young Herman Von Bellow, a musical fellow
Played on a big cello each night
Sweet melodies rare, in a dance garden where
Dancers danced ’round and ’round with delight
One night he saw dancing, a maid so entrancing
His heart caught on fire inside
And music so mellow, he sawed on his cello
She waltzed up to him and she cried
Chorus
“E-Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay, I-Ay
E-Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay
I don’t care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
E-Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay, I-Ay
My heart wants to holler “hurray”
Sing of joy, sing of bliss
Home was never like this
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay”
- Now, come kind of music makes me sick and you sick
And some kind is “puffickly” grand
But the tune that Von Bellow tore off on his chello
What that “I’d leave home for you,” brand
So, look not Spring Valley, to welcome home Sally
Who went to New York for the ride
For the night that Von Bellow cut loose on his cello
She tore up her ticket and cried - Now, music, it’s known, has a charm all its own
And Von Bellow he gurgled with glee
“Here’s where I win a wife and a partner for life”
As he coaxed out a chord up in G
He played and she tarried, that night they “got” married
But even before break of day
Poor sleepy Von Bellow, heard his new wife yell-oh
“For goodness sake, wake up and play”