[Lyric] Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay (Aileen Stanley)

[Intro]
Young Herman-bon-Bellow, a musical fellow played on a big cello each night
Sweet music, so rare in a dance garden where dancers dance 'round and 'round with delight
One night he saw dancing
A maid so entrancing
Yes, heart got on fire in sight
And music so mellow, he sawed on his cello
She waltzed up to him and she cried:

[Chorus]
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay-I-Ay
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay
"I don't care what becomes of me when you play me that sweet melody"
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay-I-Ay
"My heart wants to holler "Hooray!""
(Hooray)
"Sing of joy, sing of bliss
Home was never like this"
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay

[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay-I-Ay
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay
"I don't care what becomes of me when you play me that sweet melody"
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay-I-Ay
"My heart wants to holler "Hooray!""
(Hooray)
"Sing of joy, sing of bliss
Home was never like this"
Yip-I-Addy-I-Ay