[Fanny:]
Well--
I just put the kids to sleep
And swept the shack,
Took my sweet man´s satchel down
And watched him pack,
I said, "Darlin´, while the stove still smolders,
Unpin your woman´s hair and rub her shoulders."
I threw myself across the doorway
Beggin´, "Stay, sweet man, stay,"
But there´s more in my man´s life
Than this old hag.
It´s Jelly Roll Morton, and a shiny cornet,
And jazzin´ the rag!
The lady ain´t been born
Can take the place of a horn,
With a cornet man.
A-goin´ where there´s blowin´,
Trav´lin´ cornet man.
Just anytime they call him
He´ll leave his wife and kiddies
Sittin´ with their tongues out
To play for peanuts in a dive
And blow his lungs out.
He´ll hop a choo-choo on a moment´s notice
To play some dates with Billy Bates
Or Rag-time Otis!
The lady ain´t see light
Can give a horn a fair fight
With a cornet man
A rootin´, shootin´, ever-tootin´ Dapper Dan
Who carries in his satchel
A powder-blue Norfolk suit,
A silver-plated wah-wah mute,
There is whiskey, gamblin´--each one is a curse,
But I´m up against a devil that´s worse.
Yes, a horn is my thorn,
My trav´lin´ cornet man!
Kill yourself! Tell me about it! Yeah! Yeah!

A powder-blue Norfolk suit,
I said a silver-plated wah-wah mute,
Oh, he´s shy on height,
He´s short on weight,
But he´s the only man can make my coffee perculate,
A Dapper Dan,
My cornet-playin´ man.

After the performance, Nick Arnstein comes backstage,
elegant in formal dress, to pay off a gambling debt to Keeney.
Nick has seen the show and tells Fanny she´s going to be a
big star some day. Fanny asks how much Keeney is paying her,
and Nick manages to jack up her salary by pretending to bid on
behalf of a competitor. He gives her his card and kisses her hand.
Eddie asks Fanny out for a date, but she only wants to be friends;
already she has fallen for Nick, but imagines she´ll never see him
again.