Alabama Jubilee    (1915)

Mandolins, violins
Hear the darkies tunin' up, the fun begins
Come this way, don't delay
Better hurry, honey dear, or you'll be missin'
Music sweet, ragtime treat
Goes right to your head and trickles to your feet
It's a reminder, a memory finder
Of nights down in old Alabam'

Hear that flute, it's a beaut'
And the tunes it's tootin', Tootsie, ain't they cute?
Let's begin, it's a sin
To be missin' all this syncopated music!
Oh, you Jane, once again
Give your legs some exercise to that refrain
Boy, that's what makes me so dreamy and takes me
Back home to my old Alabam'

Chorus

You ought to see Deacon Jones when he rattles the bones
Old Parson Brown foolin' 'round like a clown
Aunt Jemima, who is past eighty-three
Shouting "I'm full of pep!
Watch yo' step, watch yo' step!"
One-legged Joe danced around on his toe
Threw away his crutch and hollered
"Let her go!"

Oh, honey hail, hail, the gang's all here
For an Alabama Jubilee

Lyrics by Jack Yellen.
Composed by George Cobb.
Recorded by Collins & Harlan; Skillet Lickers; Red Foley; Chet Atkins; many others.


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