American Old Time Song Lyrics: 15 U Pi Dee
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 15
U-PI-DEE.
U-pi-dee lives in the dell
Tral-la-la, tral-la-la,
They call her the flower Bell,
Tral-la-la-la-la;
She's fond of flowers, that I know,
They always blows where'er she goes.
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee, Upi-da,
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dce-i, da, yah,
Yah, yah, yah, yah!
U-pi-dee sings like a bird,
Tral-la-la, tral-la-la,
You'd think so if her voice you heard,
Tral-la-la-la-la;
Now just between you and me,
She sings like a bird on a tree.
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee, U-pi-da,
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee-i, da, yah,
Yah, yah, yah, yah!
U-pi-dee, you are my love,
Tral-la-la, tral-la-la;
She's like the stars that dwell above,
Tral-la-la-la-la;
I'd like to be that star called Mars,
Then, U-pi-dee, we'd be pa's and ma's.
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee, U-pi-da,
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee-i, da, yah,
Yah, yah, yah, yah!
U-pi-dee, how I love you,
Tral-la-la, tral-la-la,
None knows our love but us two,
Tral-la-la-la-la;
I don't like two, 'tis not the fun,
So marry me, then two'll be one.
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee, U-pi-da,
U-pi-dee-i, dee-i, da, U-pi-dee-i, da, yah,
Yah, yah, yah, yah!