(The Sheba of Georgia) A popular song from 1923 Words by Henry Creamer Music by Lew Pollack
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Refrain
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia
This sweet creature is a vamping fool
She vamps preachers out of Sunday School
All the gals hate the Sheba of Georgia
They all know they’ll be forgotten
When Sal starts vamping thru the land of cotton
All the men now and then love only Sally
And I mean like a queen she is real pally
And when she croons her song
Some good an sure goes wrong
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia
Refrain
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia
This gal’s greatest of the vamps I know
She does vamping by the radio
All the gals hate the Shebe of Georgia
They have one beau, Sal has twenty
They may be old but everyone has plenty
As a vamp she’s the champ, you can’t forget her
Every day, every way she’s getting better
And when she does Salome
The old men all leave home
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia
Refrain
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia
When Sa heard about that lovin’ Sam
She just vamped him out of Alabam’
All the gals hate the Shebe of Georgia
They know when she spies a laddie
That some sweet mama’s bound to lose her daddy
She’s the kind you will find that’s cute and simple
Then she’ll show her beaus her pretty dimple
And when she rolls her eye
Just kiss your man goodbye
They call her Vamping Sal, the Sheba of Georgia