Motor King 1910

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 18 Jan 2009
2009

They talk of things
in the line of kings
there's a king that beats them all,
They don't come too large or small,
for he's there on ev'ry call,
he sets the pace in a motor race
in the air or on the ground,
The people yell and shout
whenever he starts out,
He's the Motor King,
he's the real, real thing,
King of speed,
greatest ever seen,
Fond of distance and gasoline,
Let's give him three cheers
and his praises sing,
for none have a chance
when he gets a glance
The Motor King.

For he's the King,
to him belongs the crown,
He's the man who
has gained great renown,
he's the swiftest thing
that's come to town,
let him have his fling
No matter if on land or in the air,
there's no limit to him,
he don't care,
all you're hearing now most ev'rywhere
is Motor King.

He is a sport from his head to toes,
Turn of the wheel
and away he goes,
On him you can always bank,
As soon as he turns the crank,

For he's the King,
to him belongs the crown,
He's the man who
has gained great renown,
he's the swiftest thing
that's come to town,
let him have his fling
No matter if on land or in the air,
there's no limit to him,
he don't care,
all you're hearing now most ev'rywhere
is Motor King.

The crowds turn out just to cheer and shout,
when he enters in a race,
for they know he sets the pace
that will keep him in first place,
They yell and roar
'til their throats are sore
as he lead the merry chase,
When he puts on the speed
he always keeps the lead,
He's the Moter King,
he's the real, real thing,
King of speed,
greatest ever seen,
Fond of distance and gasoline,
Let's give him three cheers
and his praises sing,
for none have a chance
when he gets a glance
The Motor King.

For he's the King,
to him belongs the crown,
He's the man who
has gained great renown,
he's the swiftest thing
that's come to town,
let him have his fling
No matter if on land or in the air,
there's no limit to him,
he don't care,
all you're hearing now most ev'rywhere
is Motor King.

He is a sport from his head to toes,
Turn of the wheel
and away he goes,
On him you can always bank,
As soon as he turns the crank,

For he's the King,
to him belongs the crown,
He's the man who
has gained great renown,
he's the swiftest thing
that's come to town,
let him have his fling
No matter if on land or in the air,
there's no limit to him,
he don't care,
all you're hearing now most ev'rywhere
is Motor King.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Motor King 1910
Song
Music by Henry Frantzen
Lyrics by Jack Drislane
© 1910 by F.;B.Haviland Pub.Co.Inc. - New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 18 January 2009 at 17.31
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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