Lyric Alabama Jubilee

(Jack Yellen - George L. Cobb)

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
Shoutin , "I m full o pep!
Watch yo step!, watch yo step!"

One legged Joe danced aroun on his toe
Threw away his crutch and hollered, "let er go!"
Oh, honey, hail! hail! the gang s all here
For an Alabama jubilee.

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, rag-time 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 ...