My Papa Doesn't Two-Time No Time

Transcribed from vocals by Al Jolson, recorded March 13, 1924,
From Al Jolson, vol. 3, The Twenties: From Broadway to Hollywood, Pavilion Records, Ltd., Past CD 7045.

Oh, you aggravatin' papa,
Listen to Jenny Lee
From down in Tennessee
Tell about her man;
Come on, you lonesome little mamas,
Hear Miss Jenny shout,
Just hear her brag about
Her honey-lamb!
She had so much to tell;
They heard Miss Jenny yell, well:

My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.

I'm just a good-time mama, but gee,
There'll be no two-time papa for me.

Say, if he goes away, he just goes so far,
'Cause he knows he better not go too far,
Aggravatin' papa, don't go far with me!
What's more:
My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.
What's more:
I'd like to have a dime for every time he's gonna hit the floor;
What's more:
He'll have to find himself another little two-by-four;
What's more:
He'll never hear them singing anymore about the Swanee shore;
What's more:
He'll find the undertaker's undertaking all around his door,
Believe me!

My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.

I'm just a good-time mama, but gee,
There'll be no two-time papa for me.

Say, if he goes away, he just goes so far,
'Cause he knows he better not go too far,
Aggravatin' papa, don't go far with me!
What's more:
My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.
Wah-wah, ow-ow!

Oh, you aggravatin' papas,
Listen to Jenny Lee
From down in Tennessee
Tell about her man;
Come on, you lonesome little mamas,
Hear Miss Jenny shout,
Just hear her brag about
Her honey-lamb!
She had so much to tell;
They heard Miss Jenny yell, well:

My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.

I'm just a good-time mama, but gee,
There'll be no two-time papa for me.

Say, if he goes away, he just goes so far,
'Cause he knows he better not go too far,
Aggravatin' papa, don't go far with me!
What's more:
My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.
What's more:
I'd like to have a dime for every time he's gonna hit the floor;
What's more:
He'll have to find himself another little two-by-four;
What's more:
He'll never hear them singing anymore about the Swanee shore;
What's more:
He'll find the undertaker's undertaking all around his door,
Believe me!

My papa never two-times no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.

I'm just a good-time mama, but gee,
There'll be no two-time papas for me.

Say, if he goes away, he just goes so far,
'Cause he knows he better not go too far,
Aggravatin' papa, don't go far with me!
What's more:
My papa doesn't two-time no time,
And if he ever does two-time one time,
Then he's never gonna two-time no more.
 

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