Song lyrics to Hard Hearted Hannah, the Vamp of Savannah (1924) lyrics by Jack Yellen, Bob Bigelow, and Charles Bates, and music by Milton Ager
In old Savannah
I said Savannah
The weather there is nice and warm
The climate’s of a southern brand
But here’s what I don`t understand
They’ve got a gal there
A pretty gal there
Who`s colder than an Arctic storm
Got a heart just like a stone
Even nice men leave her alone
They call her “hard hearted Hannah”
The vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Leather is tough, but Hannah`s heart is tougher
She`s a gal who loves to see men suffer
To tease them and thrill ’em
To torture and kill ’em
Is her delight they say
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan
There was Hannah pourin’ water on a drownin’ man
She’s hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
The call her “hard hearted Hannah”
The vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Talk of your cold, refrigerating mamas
Brother she’s a polar bear’s pajamas
To tease them and thrill ’em
To torture and kill ’em
Is her delight they say
An evening spent with Hannah sitting on your knees
Is like travelin’ through Alaska in your BVDs
She’s hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
Can you imagine a woman as cold as Hannah?
She’s got the right name “the vamp of Savannah”
Anytime a woman can take a great big pan
Start pourin’ water on a drownin’ man
She`s hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
Spoken: Ooh! She`s sweet as sour milk.