[1st verse:]

Down in urkey-urkey, Abie Cohen

Was selling fancy clothes to anyone who'd wear 'em

When the Turks were called away to war

A Turk asked Abie if he wouldn't watch his harem

Abie said "With pleasure, I will cover ev'ry track

I'll take care of ev'rything, so don't you hurry back"

Abie then sat down and wrote a note

To all his friends at home and this is what he wrote:



[chorus:]

In my Harem, my Harem

There's Rosie, Josie, Posie

And there never was a minute

King Solomon was in it

Wives for breakfast

Wives for supper time

Lots of fancy dancing and it doesn't cost a dime

There's Annie, Fannie, Jenny

And the dance they do

Would make you wish that you

Were in a Harem with Abie Cohen



[2nd verse:]

Abie said, "I've got a thousand wives

And ev'ry one of them has got a perfect figure

Small ones, tall ones, big as they could be

There's some as big as that, and some are even bigger

That young Turk ain't coming back until the war is won

I don't wish him hard luck, but I hope they steal his gun

I am living many happy lives

How can a man get lonesome with a thousand wives"





[The sheet music allows for substitutions: "Pat Malone" for "Abie

Cohen", and "Patrick" for "Abie"]