'Neath The Dixie Moon 1916

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 21 Apr 2009
2009

Where are those darkies going?
What's causing all this fuss?
Lordy! What a crowd!
They sure are acting mighty proud,
Old Black Joe and Mammy Chloe
are riding in a jitney bus
far away comes music stealing
full of raggy harmony.
Soon we'll be going
where there's a showing
of the best cake walkers in the land;
Sweet Cookie,

Under the sil'vry Dixie moon light,
ev'ry one is happy
and their eyes bright;
coons from miles around
cake walk up and down,
Old Black Joe and Mammy Chloe
Hollered: "Scatter ev'rybody,
give us plenty show."
Here's where you see
the classy prancers,
stepping those real plantation dances,
the creole band played
an indigo melody
it sounded like a haunting,
taunting African Rhapsody
at Eli Green's Cake walk
'neath the Dixie moon.

Under the sil'vry Dixie moon light,
ev'ry one is happy
and their eyes bright;
coons from miles around
cake walk up and down,
Old Black Joe and Mammy Chloe
Hollered: "Scatter ev'rybody,
give us plenty show."
Here's where you see
the classy prancers,
stepping those real plantation dances,
the creole band played
an indigo melody
it sounded like a haunting,
taunting African Rhapsody
at Eli Green's Cake walk
'neath the Dixie moon.

There's Conko Mukes and Mandy
a trying for the prize,
Skeeter Butts and Goldie Lee
will give them some surprise,
Some of the steps
have so much "Pep"
they never have been seen before,
for the Mobile Flip and Hen Scratch Dip
they sure do raise some roar.
Long about morning
ev'ry one's yawning 'cept the darkies
who have copped the prize;
Sweet Cookie.

Under the sil'vry Dixie moon light,
ev'ry one is happy
and their eyes bright;
coons from miles around
cake walk up and down,
Old Black Joe and Mammy Chloe
Hollered: "Scatter ev'rybody,
give us plenty show."
Here's where you see
the classy prancers,
stepping those real plantation dances,
the creole band played
an indigo melody
it sounded like a haunting,
taunting African Rhapsody
at Eli Green's Cake walk
'neath the Dixie moon.

Under the sil'vry Dixie moon light,
ev'ry one is happy
and their eyes bright;
coons from miles around
cake walk up and down,
Old Black Joe and Mammy Chloe
Hollered: "Scatter ev'rybody,
give us plenty show."
Here's where you see
the classy prancers,
stepping those real plantation dances,
the creole band played
an indigo melody
it sounded like a haunting,
taunting African Rhapsody
at Eli Green's Cake walk
'neath the Dixie moon.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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'Neath The Dixie Moon 1916
Music by Bob Allan
Lyrics by Dave Allan
© MCMXVI by Forster, Music Publisher, Chicago
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 21 April 2009 at 20.01
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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