From the 1928 musical “Present Arms”.
Words by Lorenz Hart.
Music by Richard Rodgers.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- In the spring when the feeling was chronic
And my caution was leaving you flat
I should have made use of the tonic
Before you gave me “that”
A mental deficient you’ll grade me
I’ve given you plenty of data
You came, you saw and you slayed me
And that-a is that-a
Refrain
I’m a sentimental sap, that’s all
What’s the use of trying not to fall?
I have no will, you’ve made your kill
‘Cause you took advantage of me
I’m just like an apple on a bough
And you’re gonna shake me down somehow
So what’s the use, you’ve cooked my goose
‘Cause you took advantage of me
I’m so hot and bothered that I don’t know
My elbow from my ear
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you’re near
Here am I with all my bridges burned
Just a babe in arms where you’re concerned
So lock the doors and call me yours
‘Cause you took advantage of me
- When a girl has the heart of a mother
It must go to someone, of course
It can’t be a sister or brother
And so I loved my horse
But horses are frequently silly
Mine ran from the beach of Kalua
And left me alone for a filly
So I-a picked you-a
Sung here by Vancha March: