Jog Along - 1933 - Harry Roy and his Band

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 28 Sept 2001

What's the good of chasing Mister Worry?
All the greatest things in life are free!
What's the use of feeling melancholy?
Take this good advice from me.

Jog Along! Get on the happy trail
Sing a Song!
Worry was meant to fail.
Jog Along,
right up that path to the sun.
Raise your hat to ev'ry sunny day.
Turn your back on ev'ry sky of grey.
You'll sit put, treading that path to the sun.
Be a gloomchaser and fortune will smile,
sorrow you never can sell.
What do you say, sir?
Just give it a trial
laugh with a capital 'L',
and, jog along!
Get on that happy trail,
sing a song,
worry was meant to fail.
Jog along,
right up that path to the sun.

Jog Along! Get on the happy trail
Sing a Song!
Worry was meant to fail.
Jog Along,
right up that path to the sun.
Raise your hat to ev'ry sunny day.
Turn your back on ev'ry sky of grey.
You'll sit put, treading that path to the sun.
Be a gloomchaser and fortune will smile,
sorrow you never can sell.
What do you say, sir?
Just give it a trial
laugh with a capital 'L',
and, jog along!
Get on that happy trail,
sing a song,
worry was meant to fail.
Jog along,
right up that path to the sun.

Through each cloud
a sunbeam's always shining,
though it does its best from you to hide.
You can always find the silver lining,
try to see the brighter side.

Jog Along! Get on the happy trail
Sing a Song!
Worry was meant to fail.
Jog Along,
right up that path to the sun.
Raise your hat to ev'ry sunny day.
Turn your back on ev'ry sky of grey.
You'll sit put, treading that path to the sun.
Be a gloomchaser and fortune will smile,
sorrow you never can sell.
What do you say, sir?
Just give it a trial
laugh with a capital 'L',
and, jog along!
Get on that happy trail,
sing a song,
worry was meant to fail.
Jog along,
right up that path to the sun.

Jog Along! Get on the happy trail
Sing a Song!
Worry was meant to fail.
Jog Along,
right up that path to the sun.
Raise your hat to ev'ry sunny day.
Turn your back on ev'ry sky of grey.
You'll sit put, treading that path to the sun.
Be a gloomchaser and fortune will smile,
sorrow you never can sell.
What do you say, sir?
Just give it a trial
laugh with a capital 'L',
and, jog along!
Get on that happy trail,
sing a song,
worry was meant to fail.
Jog along,
right up that path to the sun.

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Jog Along 1933 Harry Roy and his Band

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Jog Along 1933 Harry Roy and his Band
words by Reed Stampa
Music by Les Arnold
© MCMXXXIII The Peter Maurice Music Co. Ltd.
featured by Harry Roy and his Band
broadcasting from the May Fair Hotel, London
Piano Sequence by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Friday 28 Sept 2001 at 20.54
in association with Doug Grierson
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© James Pitt-Payne, London UK, 2001
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