Now I had a girl I loved so well I'd almost gone insane But a man who played a trombone so well Won the heart of my Saro Jane For a tootleem, tootleem too It was what he played on his horn Tootleem, tootleem too, Lord He played it from midnight to morn Oh, the beautiful music he played I don't mind telling you But he won the heart of my Saro Jane With his tootleem, tootle 'em too Now I'd gone with her for over two years I thought I'd won her heart But when she heard that trombone play From me she sure did start For a tootleem, tootleem too It was what he played on his horn Tootleem, tootleem too, Lord He played it from midnight to morn I can win the affections of most any girl Where ever she may roam But playing and singing on a banjo alone Won't work against a trombone For a tootleem, tootleem too It was what he played on his horn Tootleem, tootleem too, Lord He played it from midnight to morn