American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 Lizzie Schmitt
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 25
I am looking for a girl called Lizzie Schmitt,
She stood me up, yes, she did;
Oh, my heart was in a flitter, 'till she pushed me in de gitter,
Den she said she only done it for a kid.
Last Tuesday night I took her to a ball,
She would end dance in it me at all;
Den der komed an Irish duffer, and he said he was her loffer,
Den he knocked me down und gave me a good fall.
Oh, Lizzie Schmitt, [break] big, fat Lizzie Schmitt. [break]
If I see her, oh, if it is in de schtreet,
I'll holler out and say she did;
I'll tell her she is dizzy, and call her pudden-headed Lizzie,
Don't anybody know where's Lizzie Schmitt?
De reason why I want to find Miss Schmitt,
Is to find out why und for what she did;
Why she played me for a sicker, oh, how I would like to kick her,
Dos anybody here know Lizzie Schmitt?
I'll give you her prescription er I go.
She's got a corn on her big toe, she's got a carbuncle on her nose,
Und she wears second-handed clothes,
Of you see her will you only let me know?
Oh,' Lizzie Schmitt, [break] big, fat Lizzie Schmitt. [break]-Cho.