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| 3:32 | 
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"Up in Harlem every Saturday night
When the highbrows get together its just so right They all congregate at an all night hop And what they do is Oo Bop Bee Dap Oh Hannah Brown from way cross town Gets full of coin and starts breaking 'em down And at the break of day You can hear ol' Hannah say 'Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me again. I don't care. I feel just like I wanna clown. Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down! He's gotta rhyme, yeah! When he stomps his feet. He sends me right off to sleep. Check all your razors and your guns. We gonna be arrested when the wagon comes. I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me cause I don't care. Blame me cause I don't care. Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me again, I don't care. I feel just like I wanna clown. Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down. He's got rhyme, Yeah, when he stomps his feet. He sends me right off to sleep. Check all your razors and your guns. Do the Shim-Sham Shimmy 'til the rising sun. Give me a reaper and a gang of gin. Play me cause I'm in my sin. Blame me cause I'm full of gin.'" |
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| 2. |
| 3:29 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:00 |
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| 4. |
| 3:00 |
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Now listen honey while I say
How can you tell me that you're going away? Don't say that we must part Don't break my achin' heart You know I love you true for many years Love you night and day How can you leave me Can't you see my tears? So listen while I say After you've gone And left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away After you've gone Left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the best pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away |
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| 5. |
| 3:20 |
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I know a triflin' man
They call him Triflin' Sam He lives in Birmingham Way down in Alabam' Now the other night He had a fight With a gal named Mandy Brown She plainly stated She was aggravated And she shouted out to him Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me I said, don't two-time me Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be I mean, just let me be It's been a while, I'll get you told Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll If you stay out with a high-brown baby I'll smack you down, and I don't mean maybe Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Anything you say But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way So papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind The way you treated me will make me lose my mind Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me |
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| 6. |
| 3:02 |
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Oh my honey
Oh my honey You better hurry and let's go down there Ain't you goin'? Ain't you goin'? To that leaderman, ragged meter man Oh honey Oh honey Let me take you to Alexander's Grand stand brass band Ain't you coming along? Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land They can play the bugle call like you've never heard before Sounds so natural that you'll wanna go to war That's just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land Listen to the bugle call Just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band |
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| 7. |
| 2:58 |
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| 8. |
| 3:14 |
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Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face
Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face Babies cryin' for liquor, and all the birds sing bass Black Mountain people are bad as they can be Black Mountain people are bad as they can be They uses gunpowder just to sweeten their tea Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail If the jury finds him guilty, the judge'll throw they bail Had a man in Black Mountain, sweetest man in town Had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town He met a city gal, and he throwed me down I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun Lord, I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and gun I'm gonna shoot him if he stands still, and cut him if he runs Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight The bullet'll get you, if you start dodgin' too late Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze I'm out here for trouble, I've got the Black Mountain blues Note: I'm unsure of the underlined/blank lyrics-- any idea? to provide money for someone's bail is to "throw" their (they) bail. |
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| 9. |
| 3:03 |
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| 10. |
| 3:29 |
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| 11. |
| 3:18 |
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| 12. |
| 3:27 |
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