Oy, Mame, Bin Ikh Farlibt (Oh, Mama, I'm in Love)

When he plays on his fiddle a pretty heartfelt Yiddish song,

Oh, mama, I’m good & happy.

With his pretty black eyes, he has me sworn to him.

Oy, mama, nice and good am I.

 And when he says, “Hey girl, you’re so lovely and fine,”

And his playing creeps into the heart, makes one dance, makes one sing,

Oy gevalt, I’m jumping, I couldn’t be more into him.

Oy mama I'm so in love. Oy mama I'm so in love.

A musician boy I’m devoted to.

I’ve lost my sense.

I cry and laugh and just don't know what world I'm living in.

Oy mama I'm so in love. Oy mama I'm so in love.

I’d go around the whole world pressed close to him.

Oy mama, I'm so in love.

YIDDISH:

Ven er tsu-shpilt zikh oyf zayn fi-dl, a sheyn hart-sig Yid-ish li-dl,

Oy, ma-me, vert mir gut on a shir.

Mit zay-ne shey-ne shvar-tse oy-gn, hot er dan mir tsu-ge-tsoy-gn,

Oy, Ma-me, voyl un gut iz mir.

Un ven er zugt, "Hey, du mey-dl, bist doch azoy lib un ey-dl,"

Un zayn shpi-ln krikht in har-tsn a-rayn.

Vilt zikh tan-tsn, vilt zikh zing-en, oy ge-valt ikh ver-tsu-shpring-en

On im oy ken ikh mer nit zayn.   

Oy ma-me bin ikh farlibt

Oy ma-me bin ikh farlibt

A klezmer yingl mame ge-trai-e ligt mir nor in zin

Ickh veyn un lakh un veys nit mama, oyf vel-che velt ikh bin.

Oy ma-me bin ikh farlibt

Oy ma-me bin ikh farlibt

'kh'volt di gantze velt arum-ge-numen un tzu-ge-drikt tzu zikh, oy

Oy ma-me bin ikh farlibt!

Words and music by Abe Ellstein