Bessie Couldn't Help It

by Louis Armstrong

Louis Armstrong (August 4, 1901 – July 6, 1971), nicknamed Satchmo or Pops, was an American jazz trumpeter and singer from New Orleans, Louisiana.




Bessie couldn't help it
Bessie couldn't help it
Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could
Bessie couldn't help it though she tried to be good
Oh, so good

She was pretty as the heaven's above
Oh boy, but how she could love
Bessie had affection that was simply wonderful, terrible
But Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could

When she smiled, you were bound to fall, that's all
A boy kissed Bessie in the parlor one night
Why, oh, why did she yell with delight?
'Cause Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could

Aww, dumb de dumb, now, people, listen
Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could
No, Bessie couldn't help it though she tried to be good
Oh, so good

She was pretty as the heavens above
And, oh boy, how that girl could love
Bessie had affection that was simply wonderful
Bop, bop, be, de, oww
Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could

Now when she smiled, you were bound to fall, that's all, boy
Boy kissed Bessie in the street one night
My, oh, my, how she yelled with delight
Bessie couldn't help it any more
Than you could or I could

Written by: BYRON H WARNER, CHARLES A BAYHA, RICHMOND J L

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