Jefferson Brown 1917

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 18 Nov 2008
2008

Jefferson Brown left his home town
for a job of twenty bucks a day and all found,
It looked all right as well it might,
Till he found he had to handle dynamite.
Jefferson Brown
he looked aroun'
a shaky feeling hit his spine
and jiggled way down,
He sees the belles a making shells,
grabs his hat in panic
and he loudly yells,

Just keep your job, please,
ah'm goin' away,
no kind of money kin make me stay.
No ammunition's in my ambition,
somethin' is tellin' me,
be on your way.
May be a streak's in mah black and tan.
This ain't no job fo' no cullud man.
It's lot o' money
but mah stummick's funny,
Ah'm a goin' while the goin' am good.

Just keep your job, please,
ah'm goin' away,
no kind of money kin make me stay.
No ammunition's in my ambition,
somethin' is tellin' me,
be on your way.
May be a streak's in mah black and tan.
This ain't no job fo' no cullud man.
It's lot o' money
but mah stummick's funny,
Ah'm a goin' while the goin' am good.

But just before he reached the door,
tons and tons of high explosive
wheeled 'cross the floor,
too scared to stop
'fraid they might drop,
made the nearest window
with a ten foot hop,
Brown was rash,
he raised the sash,
took one leap that cleared him
from that big pile of trash.
A sentry called to stop and halt.
But Jefferson he says to catch me
you'll shoo need salt.

Just keep your job, please,
ah'm goin' away,
no kind of money kin make me stay.
No ammunition's in my ambition,
somethin' is tellin' me,
be on your way.
May be a streak's in mah black and tan.
This ain't no job fo' no cullud man.
It's lot o' money
but mah stummick's funny,
Ah'm a goin' while the goin' am good.

Just keep your job, please,
ah'm goin' away,
no kind of money kin make me stay.
No ammunition's in my ambition,
somethin' is tellin' me,
be on your way.
May be a streak's in mah black and tan.
This ain't no job fo' no cullud man.
It's lot o' money
but mah stummick's funny,
Ah'm a goin' while the goin' am good.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Jefferson Brown 1917
Music by Gertrude Voorheis
Lyrics by Adrian Metzger
© MCMXVII by Gertrude Voorheis
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 18 November 2008 at 15.40
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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