Oh You County Fair 1913

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 14 January 2011
2011

Come, come Samantha
there's no time to spare,
If we are going to the County Fair,
Fix yourself from feet to crown,
Wear yer gotomeeting gown,
for ev'rybody will be there,
Get those store clothes
and that red tie of mine,
So I can sprice myself up mighty fine.
The grub basket you prepare,
While I harness up the mare,
Hurrah for the County Fair.

The County Fair,
the County Fair,
something doing ev'ry minute I declare,
Pumpkins, squash and apples
bound to take a prize.
Country lads and lassies
making goo goo eyes,
See that fakir work the shell game
'till some Rube gets stung.
Hear the spielers yell.
Now rings a gong
the race is on,
All the trotters miles around
are entered there,
ev'ry one out for fun,
Oh, you County Fair.

The County Fair,
the County Fair,
something doing ev'ry minute I declare,
Pumpkins, squash and apples
bound to take a prize.
Country lads and lassies
making goo goo eyes,
See that fakir work the shell game
'till some Rube gets stung.
Hear the spielers yell.
Now rings a gong
the race is on,
All the trotters miles around
are entered there,
ev'ry one out for fun,
Oh, you County Fair.

Whoa! January, don't be getting gay,
wait 'till I get yer harnessed to the shay.
Gosh darn I believe you know.
You're the nag
that's bound to show,
Some speeding on that track today,
Last year by gravy you skun...
all was there,
I swan yer didn't even sweat a hair.
Now get up you animal,
Come on there Samantha gal,
Beat it for the County Fair.

The County Fair,
the County Fair,
something doing ev'ry minute I declare,
Pumpkins, squash and apples
bound to take a prize.
Country lads and lassies
making goo goo eyes,
See that fakir work the shell game
'till some Rube gets stung.
Hear the spielers yell.
Now rings a gong
the race is on,
All the trotters miles around
are entered there,
ev'ry one out for fun,
Oh, you County Fair.

The County Fair,
the County Fair,
something doing ev'ry minute I declare,
Pumpkins, squash and apples
bound to take a prize.
Country lads and lassies
making goo goo eyes,
See that fakir work the shell game
'till some Rube gets stung.
Hear the spielers yell.
Now rings a gong
the race is on,
All the trotters miles around
are entered there,
ev'ry one out for fun,
Oh, you County Fair.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
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Oh You County Fair 1913
(A Rural Ragtime Ditty)
by Edward P.Favor
© 1913 by Edward P.Favor
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 14 January 2011 at 16.41
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens