Scott Joplin, Pine Apple Rag (1910)

Hark to that music, it's the Pine Apple Rag, That tune is certainly divine,
Lordy goodness how entrancing, Who on earth can keep from dancing?
Right here is where we shine;
Oh my, but isn't that a wonderful tune! It's by a gen'man friend of mine;
Goodness me, it's all the candy, Lord, I hope they play that dandy tune all the time.
Tease up to me, ease up to me, lovey, Squeeze up to me, freeze up to me, dovey,
My goodness, man, you never can lose me, Not when I hear that strain, Lordy, don't believe it,
Keep steppin, Bill, don't stop until I do; Stick to it, Kid, you always did try to Set me a reeling,
Lord what a feeling, Oh, that Pine Apple Rag.

(Chorus) Hear me sigh, hear me cry for that Pine Apple Rag,
What a dream, it sure does seem like Heaven when we drag,
Soulful eyes, hypnotize, you are wonderful wise,
You idolize me, so please surprise me by doing that Pine Apple Rag.

Some people rave about Wagnerian airs, Some say the Spring Song is divine,
Talk like that is out of season, What I like is something pleasin', Pine Apple Rag for mine;
Say honey, listen how that band syncopates, Oh my, but isn't it sublime!
Lordy, I could die a dancing; If they's play us that entrancing tune all the time.
Cling to me, oh, sing to me, oh dearest, Don't hurry so, don't worry so, hearest
That teasing rag, that squeezing rag, Lordy, Ho I do love that drag, it's so fascinating
Come, honey love, my money love, slide me; Come syncopate; don't hesitate, glide me,
Say, you're a daisy, I'm going crazy, Oh, that Pine Apple Rag.”

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