Ethel Waters Loud Speaking Papa Lyrics

Loud Speaking Papa Lyrics

Lucy Lee from Tennessee, 

Went and bought a radio set; 

She also had a household pet, 

The loudest-speakin' papa I've heard yet; 

He talked tough, acted rough, 

And he strutted terribly proud, 

He'd rave and shout out loud; 

He always sounded like a crowd; 

One night he bawled her out about her radio, 

This made Miss Lucy angry and she told him so. 

She said: 



Loud-speakin' papa, you better speak easy to me; 

Someday you'll shout and then no doubt, 

I'm gonna turn your dial and tune you out, 

'Cause I don't have to listen to your noise and din. 

There's plenty other stations I can tune right in, 

So loud-speakin' papa, you better speak easy to me! 

Get what I'm saying: 

You better speak easy to me! 



You listening now to station WIFE, 

Your mama is announcin', listen carefully: 

If you get mama angry, as sure as you're born, 

I'm gonna twist your aerial, and bust your horn; 

I don't like your broadcastin' anyhow, 

Your program's gettin' stale; it's full of static now; 

You know your mama's got an awful powerful set, 

And there ain't nothin' nowhere that I can't get! 

So loud-speakin' papa, you'd better speak easy to me! 



Someday you'll shout and then no doubt, 

I'm gonna turn your dial and tune you out, 

I've got a strong suspicion that you cannot last, 

'Cause you're wearin' out your storage batteries mighty fast, 

So loud-speakin' papa, you'd better speak easy to me, 

Pipe down, sailor! you'd better speak easy to me