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!