ALABAMA JUBILEE WRITERS JACK YELLEN, GEORGE L.
COBB Chorus: You ought to see deacon Jones When he
rattles the bones, Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun
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
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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'.