Aunt Hagar's Children Blues
Adaptation from W. C. Handy's Selection "Aunt Hagar's Children"
Music by W. C. Handy
Lyricist: Lieut. J. TIM BRYMM

Verse
Old Deacon Splivins, his flock was givin' The way of livin' right,
Said he no winging, no ragtime singing here tonight.
Up jumped Aunt Hagar and shouted out with all her might.
Why all this razzing, about the jazzing?
My boys have just come home with latest music,
they play it on the saxophone.
Oh! my just listen! The deacon shouted with a moan.

Chorus
Hear Aunt Hagar's children harmonizing,
Hear that sweet melody It's like a choir from on high broke loose.
If the devil brought it, the good Lord sent it right down to me.
I don't know what it's called but believe me It is one mournful blues.

Patter
Um! 'taint no use in talkin' Um!
Hagar's children squawkin' Such jazzapation, such modulation
When my feet say dance I just can't refuse
When I hear that melody they call the Blues Aunt Hagar's children Blues,
Some Blues, Some Blues

Original Publication and Copyright © MCMXXI by Handy Bros. Music Co., Inc. N.Y.C.