In Ol' Savannah,
I said, Savannah,
The weather there is nice and warm,
The women are the Southern brand,
But there's one thing I don't understand
They gotta gal there
A pretty gal there,
Who's colder,
Than an Arctic Storm!
She's gotta heart as cold as stone,
And even nice men,
They leave her alone

They call her Hardhearted Hannah,
The vamp of Savannah,
The meanest gal in town
Leather is tough,
But Hannah's heart is tougher
She's a gal who likes to see men suffer

To tease 'em 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 pouring water on a drowning man
That's Hardhearted Hannah, the vamp of Savannah G-A

They call her Hardhearted Hannah,
The vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Talk about your cold refrigerating mamma's
Brother she's a polar bears pajamas

To tease 'em and thrill 'em,
To torture and kill 'em
Is her delight they say.
An evening spent with Hannah sitting on your knees
Is like being in Alaska in your B.V.D.'s
That's Hard Hearted Hannah, the vamp of Savannah G-A

Writer : AGER, MILTON / BATES, CHARLES / BIGELOW, BOB / YELLEN, JACK
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.