Ma Jeanette - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MA JEANETTE. Copyright, 1893, by Francis, Day & Hunter. Words by Richard Norton. Music by Sydney Jones. 
I have come straight from the "Continong," In triumphant march I've come along; Old men and young men looked and bowed the knee, And rendered homage really due to me. In Paris they all implored that I Would deign to smile, or else, they said, they'd die; And a noble prince said, "He would fret His life away without Jeanette." 
Chorus. Ah, Ma Jeanette, my darling, how I love thee; Ah, Ma Jeanette, fair as the skies above me; Ah, Ma Jeanette, I'd die without regret For a kissy, kissy, kiss, kiss, yummy, yummy, yum, from Ma Jeanette. 
Monte Carlo's gay casino crowd, At my entrance there, all rose and bowed, And if I walked when cards I would not play, The gamblers 'rose and followed me away. New York ladies praised my latest style, And men made wagers all about a smile, And if ever I went to make a bet They said, "Now use our cash, Jeanette." - Chorus. 
Straight away from there to Nice I went, Rome and Florence, still on pleasure bent; The hearts I broke, the conquests that I made. It makes a poor young thing like me afraid. When I tired of a foreign shore And sighed for dear old British land once more, In Paris again my prince I met; He said, "Take me with you, Jeanette." - Chorus.