Holy Yumpin Yiminy
Composer(s): Bernie Grossman; Nat Vincent; Ed. Morton



A simple Swedish girl was Hilda
When she landed here
But in one short year
She learned our ways and everything
She got a beau named Yonnie Yonson 
Since she left the boat
She sent his picture to the folks back home
On the back of it she wrote

Now if you look at Yonnie's picture, you might think he's slow
But he seems to know 
'Bout cows and dogs and everything
And when you talk about my Yonnie, you speak of the best
I found out lots of things about that boy
He's so different from the rest

Holy Yumpin' Yiminy 
How my Yonny can love
When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! 
He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove
He no bane much on reading books
And he bane worse when it comes to looks
but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love

Holy Yumpin' Yiminy 
How my Yonny can love
When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! 
He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove
He's yust as clumsy as can be, but when he sits me on his knee
but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love