All Muddled Up 1922

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 9 Aug 2008
2008

Ev'rything today is syncopated,
it's too much for me,
for I can't figure it out,
don't know what it's all about,
Sounds so easy
when you hear 'em play it with a raggy band,
but when I try to entertain myself
on my little baby grand.

I get so all muddled up
whenever I attempt to syncopate,
I get excited a tryin' to count
till ev'ry note I seem to hate,
I muddle too,
when I am dancing
fall all over the floor.
Trying to do,
steps that are new
but I never quit
I always yell for more.
It has me puzzled to figure out
the raggy time they write today.
But syncopation just hypnotizes me
so I just pound away,
Mother and Dad, say I'm a nuisance
for when I rag that old piano
I get 'em going for I get muddled up
in ev'ry rag I play.

I get so all muddled up
whenever I attempt to syncopate,
I get excited a tryin' to count
till ev'ry note I seem to hate,
I muddle too,
when I am dancing
fall all over the floor.
Trying to do,
steps that are new
but I never quit
I always yell for more.
It has me puzzled to figure out
the raggy time they write today.
But syncopation just hypnotizes me
so I just pound away,
Mother and Dad, say I'm a nuisance
for when I rag that old piano
I get 'em going for I get muddled up
in ev'ry rag I play.

Any time that company is with me
then I do my best,
with some old classical strain,
and believe me I entertain,
When I play the "Melody in F"
I tell you boy! I'm there
but when they ask for just a raggy rag
Then I'm all up in the air.

I get so all muddled up
whenever I attempt to syncopate,
I get excited a tryin' to count
till ev'ry note I seem to hate,
I muddle too,
when I am dancing
fall all over the floor.
Trying to do,
steps that are new
but I never quit
I always yell for more.
It has me puzzled to figure out
the raggy time they write today.
But syncopation just hypnotizes me
so I just pound away,
Mother and Dad, say I'm a nuisance
for when I rag that old piano
I get 'em going for I get muddled up
in ev'ry rag I play.

I get so all muddled up
whenever I attempt to syncopate,
I get excited a tryin' to count
till ev'ry note I seem to hate,
I muddle too,
when I am dancing
fall all over the floor.
Trying to do,
steps that are new
but I never quit
I always yell for more.
It has me puzzled to figure out
the raggy time they write today.
But syncopation just hypnotizes me
so I just pound away,
Mother and Dad, say I'm a nuisance
for when I rag that old piano
I get 'em going for I get muddled up
in ev'ry rag I play.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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All Muddled Up 1922
A Snappy Syncopated Song for Fox Trotters
words and music by Percy Wenrich
© MCMXXII by Leo Feist Inc. - New York
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 9 August 2008 at 09.55
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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