You Rascal, You 
(aka I'll Be Glad When You're Dead, You Rascal, You)
Composer(s): Sam Theard
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong;
and various other artists



I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you!
Oh, you rascal, you!
Boy, I brought you into my home;
You wouldn't leave my wife alone
I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you

Now, I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you!
I'll be tickled to death when you leave this earth, you dog!
Hmmm, I took you for my friend
The way you bit me in the back was a sin
You ain't no good, you rascal, you!

Louis (background muttering and singing):
"Look out, then! All right now! Oh, you dog! Lai-di-dee!" 

As I said before, I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you!
Hmm, yea-ee-yea, you rascal, you!
Boy, when you're laying six feet deep
No more fried chicken will you eat
Aw, you dog, I know that'll break your heart, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Louis (background muttering and singing):
"Look out there, now! yeah! yeah!"

Boy! Boy, what is it that you've got
That makes my wife think you're hot?
Oh, you dog, you ain't no good
Naw!

You bought my wife a bottle of Coca Cola
So you could play on her victrola
Ha, you dog! 
Yes, sir!