Hey! Paw! 1920

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 3 June 2012
2012

Oh I sold my load of garden truck
and bought a brand new suit of clothes
at Sears Roebuck;
all the chores are fetched
and the milkin's done,
I'm goin' up to town
to have some reg'lar fun.
Hitch the rig to the old grey mare
drive right up to the court house square
get some peanuts and some juicy fruit
and start right out a steppin'
on a gosh darn foot.
Oh gosh! by gosh!, coca cola;
I'm full of pep. Wow!

Hey! Paw!
where's my paper collar?
Hey! Paw!
Where's my new biled shirt?
Hey! Paw!
got a half a dollar
I'm goin' out a girlin'
I'm a gosh darn flirt.
Hey! Paw!
guess I better hustle
Hey! Paw!
I'll be out till eight o'clock,
Hey! Paw!
bet your granny's bustle
that I'm about the "flyest" bird
that's in the flock.

Hey! Paw!
I'm a reg'lar slicker,
Hey! Paw!
and I don't give a darn,
Hey! Paw!
where d'ye get your liquor?
I saw you with a bottle
out behind the barn.
Hey! Paw!
seems to be a mis'try
Hey! Paw!
just because your pigs are blind.
Hey! Paw!
yet it's local his'try
Your pigs willl never squeal
because they're not that kind.

Now a plumber came to town one day
and opened up a store
upon the main highway,
in the window he put a bathroom set,
if he bathes there in the day time
he'll get more than wet!
Man from town came to buy some stock
showed him a cow just as sound as a rock,
Worth a hundred dollars, he says,
"Bull," says I, "why it's a heifer
oh ya gosh darn fool."
Hay foot, straw foot, apple cider,
that's home made brew, Wow!

Hey! Paw!
where's my paper collar?
Hey! Paw!
Where's my new biled shirt?
Hey! Paw!
got a half a dollar
I'm goin' out a girlin'
I'm a gosh darn flirt.
Hey! Paw!
guess I better hustle
Hey! Paw!
I'll be out till eight o'clock,
Hey! Paw!
bet your granny's bustle
that I'm about the "flyest" bird
that's in the flock.

Hey! Paw!
I'm a reg'lar slicker,
Hey! Paw!
and I don't give a darn,
Hey! Paw!
where d'ye get your liquor?
I saw you with a bottle
out behind the barn.
Hey! Paw!
seems to be a mis'try
Hey! Paw!
just because your pigs are blind.
Hey! Paw!
yet it's local his'try
Your pigs willl never squeal
because they're not that kind.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Hey! Paw! 1920
Music by Guy Shrigley
Lyrics by Charles Patrick
© MCMXX by Will Rossiter, Chicago, Illinois
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 3 June 2012 at 14.02
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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