Sheet Music, 1910-1919
Title
You're Gwine to Get Somethin' What You Don't Expect / music by Bert Williams; words by Vincent Bryan
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ISBN
MUM00682, 0154
Description
Cover: drawing of a well-dressed African American female having her palm read by an African American palm reader; photo inset of Bert Williams in blackface; Publisher: Leo Feist Inc. (New York)
Subject Headings (Library of Congress)
Songs -- United States -- 20th Century; Popular Music -- United States
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Original Format
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Original Collection
Sheldon Harris Collection (MUM00682), Archives and Special Collections, University of Mississippi Libraries
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Lyrics
Lyrics:
First verse
Miss Madame Lee, the fortune teller, lost a ring an' a necklace too; Her husband gave them to his gal, but Madame never knew. One day a gal came to her house, dressed up to beat the band, An' Madame saw her long lost ring when she said Read my Hand. Dat gal wore Madam's necklace, Miss Madame she saw red, She reached in her stockin' for her barber's friend, an' to that gal she said:
Chorus
You're gwine to get somethin' What you don't expect; It aint no money an' it aint no check; You're gwine to get somethin' that will put you in a wood kimona satin lined an' trimmed with tin; You'll fall into a piece of land 'bout six by two, You're gwine to get it good, because it's comin' to you; You'll get it in a certain place that rhymes with wreck, Cause you gwine to get somethin' What you don't expect. You're gwine to get somethin' What you don't expect; It aint no money an' it aint no check; You're gwine to get somethin' that will put you in a wood kimona satin lined an' trimmed with tin; You'll fall into a piece of land 'bout six by two, You're gwine to get it good, because it's comin' to you; You'll get it in a certain place that rhymes with wreck, Cause you gwine to get somethin' What you don't expect.
Second verse
Dat gal gave up Miss Madam's jew'lry and she gave up all she knew; Den she got hence so fast she found a bran' new street or two. Miss Madame stropped her hair eradicator till it shone, To prove to Mister Madame Lee de reason, men leave home. He cam in unsuspectin', says Hello, Sweety dear, She says honey, turn your back and close your eyes, Den whispered in his ear:
(Chorus)
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