Lyrics:

Well, hmm

I just put the kids to sleep
And swept the shack
Took my sweet man's satchel down
And watched him pack
I said, 'Darling, while the stove still smolders
Unpin your woman's hair and rub her shoulders'
I threw myself across the doorway
Beggin', 'Stay, sweet man, stay'
But there's more in my man's life
Than this old hag
It's Jelly Roll Morton
And a shiny cornet
And jazzin' the rag
The lady ain't been born
Can take the place of a horn
With a cornet man
A-goin' where there's blowin'
Travelin' cornet man
Just anytime they call him
He'll leave his wife and kiddies
Sittin' with their tongues out
To play for peanuts in a dive
And blow his lungs out
He'll hop a choo-choo
On a moment's notice
To play some dates with Billy Bates
Or Ragtime Otis

The lady ain't seen light
Can give a horn a fair fight
With a cornet man
A rootin', shootin', ever-tootin' Dapper Dan
Who carries in his satchel
A powder-blue Norfolk suit
A silver-plated wah-wah mute
There is whiskey, gamblin'–each one is a curse
But I'm up against a devil that's worse
Yes, a horn is my thorn
My traveling cornet man
Kill yourself!
Oh ho!
Tell me about it!
Yeah! Yeah!
Woo!
Yeah! Yeah!
A powder-blue Norfolk suit
I said a silver-plated wah-wah mute
Oh, he's shy on height
He's short on weight
But he's the only man can make my coffee perculate
A Dapper Dan
My cornet-playin' man
Woo!