HOLY YUMPIN YIMINY
(Bernie Grossman / Nat Vincent / Ed. Morton,   1918)


A simple Swedish girl was Hilda, 
When she landed here, 
But in one short year, 
She learned our ways and everything, 
She got a beau named Yonnie Yonson, 
Since she left the boat, 
She sent his picture to the folks back home, 
On the back of it she wrote.

Now if you look at Yonnie's picture, you might think he's slow, 
But he seems to know, 'Bout cows and dogs and everything, 
And when you talk about my Yonnie, you speak of the best, 
I found out lots of things about that boy, 
He's so different from the rest.

Holy Yumpin' Yiminy 
How my Yonny can love,
When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! 
He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove, 
He no bane much on reading books, 
And he bane worse when it comes to looks, 
but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love.

Holy Yumpin' Yiminy 
How my Yonny can love,
When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! 
He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove, 
He's yust as clumsy as can be, but when he sits me on his knee, 
but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love.