YIP! I ADEE! I AYE
From the Broadway show "The Merry Widow And The Devil" (1908)
(Music: Will. D. Cobb / Lyrics: John H. Flynn)
Blanche Ring (Broadway Production) - 1908
Arthur Collins & Byron Harlan - 1909
George Grosssmith (feat. in the London show "Our Miss Gibbs") - 1909
Florrie Forde - 1909
Harry Fay - 1909
Harry Bluff - 1909
The Troubadours - 1927
As recorded by BLANCHE RING, 20th March 1909:
Young Herman von Bellow, a musical fellow
Played on a big cello each night
Sweet music so rare in a dance garden where
Dancers danced all around with delight
One night he saw dancing a maid most entrancing
His heart caught on fire inside
And music so mellow he sawed on his cello
She walked up to him and she cried
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I just like to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
Now sometimes the music makes me sick and you sick
And sometimes it's perfectly grand
But the tune that von Bellow tore off on his cello
Was that I'd leave home for you brand
So, seek 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
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I just like to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I just like to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
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As recorded by FLORRIE FORDE, 17th July 1909:
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 around with delight
One night he saw dancing a maid most entrancing
His heart caught on fire inside
And music so mellow he sawed on his cello
She walked up to him and she cried
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, my heart wants to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
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 sakes wake up and play"
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, my heart wants to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, I Aye, Yip! I Adee! I Aye
I don't care what becomes of me
When you play me that sweet melody
Yip! I Adee! I Aye, my heart wants to holler "Hooray!"
Sing of joy, sing of bliss, home was never like this
Yip! I Adee! I Aye
(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2013)
