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Ding Dong Daddy From Dumas / Ghost Riders In The Sky
Windsor 7113
 
    
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Ding Dong Daddy From Dumas / Ghost Riders In The Sky
 


ID: 11836

LabelWindsor
WEB SITE www.windsorrecords.com
Label information
Grid list of Windsor recordings
Number7113
TypeSinging Call (two instrumentals)
Copies1
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media78 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Bruce Johnson (picture)     recordings by Bruce Johnson

Bruce Johnson

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Cue Sheet side A

OPENER    Basic

Oh, y' allemande left that corner girl, and around the ring you go
It's a grand ol' right & left, boys, walk on the heel and toe
Gonna dosado with your pretty little maid, now bow real nice and promenade
I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas, y'oughtta see me dumastuff!

FIGURE (4 times through, alternate heads (sides) / heads (sides))

The head two ladies chain across, you turn 'em twice around
And when you've turned, you lead to the right and circle half the town
Now dive to the middle and turn your own, with a right hand round and on you roam
It's corners all with a left hand swing, and star right back in the middle of the ring
It's first and third in a right hand star, and now you're goin' to town
Come back by the left and turn your corner, by the right hand once around
Then partners all you swing and whirl, round and round with the dear little girl
Allemande left and stomp your feet, then head out down the street
It's a ding dong right and a ding dong left, git along around that square
Dosado your ding dong duzie, right shoulders round her there
Gonna see saw round your corner maid, now take your honey and promenade
I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas, y'oughtta see me dumastuff!


CLOSER   

It's a ding dong right and a ding dong left, go all the way round that square
It's a right and left back home, boys, don't stop 'til you get there
Gonna meet your honey with a dosado, then take 'er in your arms and around you go
Gonna swing that gal from Dumas, your pretty little powder puff


TAG

'Cause you're her ding dong daddy, and brother that's enuff!
 
Cue Sheet side B

OPENER    Basic

You all join hands and circle left, let's circle round the set
Now allemande left your corner and a grand old right & left
Hand over hand around that ring, you're riding mighty high
Now promenade your partners all, and listen to 'em cry
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa; ghost riders in the sky


FIGURE   

Gents star left a left hand star, go once around the set
You turn your partner by the right, your corner by the left
Now right hand star 3/4 round, and a left round your own
Now promenade your corners all, and sing it while you roam
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky
Allemande left that corner girl and see saw round your taw
Allemande left that corner again, and now the old gee haw
A grand old right & left around, until you meet your own
Then promenade your lady fair, and listen to 'em moan
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky


FIGURE   

Four gents form a right hand cross, and ride the trail up north
(Gents cross right hands, not star, and circle clockwise around set)
Take your partner's left in yours, and balance back and forth
A left hand swing, the ladies cross in, now balance once again
A left hand swing to the corner, and you promenade the ring
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky
Allemande left that corner girl and see saw round your taw
Allemande left that corner again, and now the old gee haw
A grand old right & left around, until you meet your own
Then promenade your lady fair, and listen to 'em moan
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky


FIGURE   

Gents star left a left hand star, go once around the set
You turn your partner by the right, your corner by the left
Now right hand star 3/4 round, and a left round your own
Now promenade your corners all, and sing it while you roam
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky
Allemande left that corner girl and see saw round your taw
Allemande left that corner again, and now the old gee haw
A grand old right & left around, until you meet your own
Then promenade your lady fair, and listen to 'em moan
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky


FIGURE   

Four gents form a right hand cross, and ride the trail up north
(Gents cross right hands, not star, and circle clockwise around set)
Take your partner's left in yours, and balance back and forth
A left hand swing, the ladies cross in, now balance once again
A left hand swing to the corner, and you promenade the ring
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky
Honor to your partners and to your corners all
Now swing your opposite lady, that's the girl across the hall
Swing the next one on your left, she's slender as a rail
Now swing your partner waiting there, and walk that lonesome trail
(All sing) Yippee-i-ooo, yippee-i-aaa, ghost riders in the sky

 
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
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I'm A Ding Dong Daddy From Dumas Lyrics ID: 4360

I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm a clean cut feller from Horner's Corner
You ought to see me strut
I'm a caper-cutting cutie, got a gal called Katie
She's a little heavy-legged but I call her baby
I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm a ping-pong poppa from Pitchfork Prairie
You ought to see me strut
I'm a ding dong daddy, got a whiz-bang momma
She's a bear creek baby and a whompas kitty
I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm a peach pie poppa from Jackson's Holler
You ought to see me strut
I'm a honey-dripping daddy, got a hard-hearted baby
She's a sheik-shaking Shiva but she can't shake me
Cause I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas, yes sir
You ought to see me do my stuff

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm a cider sipper from Corncob Center
You ought to see me strut
I'm a high powered poppa, got a gal called Susie
She's a fast-moving momma, but she can't lose me
Cause I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff

Some stuff!

Lyrics by Phil Baxter.
Recorded by Phil Baxter; Louis Armstrong; many others.

Riders In The Sky, (Ghost) Lyrics ID: 721

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
A'plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw

Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in the sky

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, and shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet
They've got to ride forever in that range up in the sky
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear their cry

Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
"If you want to save your soul from hell a' ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-tryin' to catch the Devil's herd across these endless skies."

Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky

Lyrics by Stan Jones.
Recorded by Vaughn Monroe.
 

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