Jean Harlow died the other day
These are the very words that I heard her say
Her mama sitting on her bedside crying
Believe to my soul my child is dying

Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly, oh

Her mama started to walk, and her mama talk
And yes, her mama started to walk, and her mama talk
And her mama started to walk, and her mama talk, dee dee oh

Send for the doctor, the doctor come
Mama said, “Doctor, can you save me one?”
Doctor said, “I believe I will go
Need me tomorrow, you can let me know”

Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly, oh

Her mama startеd to walk, and her mama talk
And yes, her mama startеd to walk, and her mama talk
And her mama started to walk, and her mama talk, dee dee oh
Well, the doctor left, he was looking mighty sad
“This is the hardest case I have ever had”
Jean Harlow said before she died
“There’s two more moving pictures I would like to write”

Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly
Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, ba da-da deedly, oh