Lyrics Frankie 'Half-Pint' Jaxon - Willie The Weeper

[Scatting]

Have you heard the story, folks, of Willie the Weeper?
Willie's occupation was a chimney sweeper,
He had a dreamin' habit, he had it kind of bad,
Listen, let me tell you 'bout the dream he had:

Dreamed he bought a hound from a man that lived in Turkey,
He told the gal who's dancing to make it kind of jerky,
Danced until she wore the carpets off the floor,
And said, you haven't done nothing, just do it once more!

At the North Pole, someone shouted "Willie!"
Turned around and saw a sight that knocked him silly.
Right before him in the zero breeze,
A cutie [?] dancing in his BVDs.

He walked around, and his feet started freezin'
Someone said, "Cutie, better listen to reason."
Says, "I want my coffee, want it good and strong,
I want to have biscuits eighteen inches long!"

Now tell me, what would you do
If you could have all of your dreams come true?
There's something tells me that you'd lock your door
Like Willie the Weeper, and cry for more.

[Scatting and cackling]

Now take my little ship, dream's about over,
Called the best from up on the shore
Hump on a camel, hump on a flea,
Put them two humps together, you got nothing on me!

Now tell me, what would you do
If you could have all of your dreams come true?
There's something tells me that you'd lock your door,
Like Willie the Weeper, and cry for - please go 'way and let me sleep!
Don't disturb my slumber deep,
Something tells me that you'd lock your door,
Like Willie the Weeper, and cry for more, more, more, more, more.