Row, Row, Row 1912

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 28 Jul 2002

Young Johnnie Jones
he had a cute little boat,
and all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
sweet little peaches by the score.
But Master Johnnie was a wise 'un you know,
his steady girl was Flo,
and ev'ry Sunday afternoon,
she'd jump in his boat and they would spoon.

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Then he'd drop both his oars,
take a few more encores,
and then he'd row row, row.

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Then around by the reeds
he'd do more daring deeds
and then he'd row row, row.

Right in his boat
he had a cute little seat,
and ev'ry kiss he stole from Flo was so sweet,
and he knew just how to row.
He was a rowing Romeo.
He knew an island
where the trees were so grand,
he knew just where to land,
then tales of love he'd tell to Flo,
until it was time for them to go.

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Then her face he would peck
till a swan rick'd its neck
and then he'd row row, row.

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Then a boatman with mirth yell'd
"You've had your bob's worth!"
and then he'd row row, row.

It happen'd now and then
that something went wrong,
a crowd of trippers might come rushing along
on a big excursion boat
while ev'rybody play'd the goat.
That loving couple
in the midst of their dream,
heard fifty voices scream:
"Bring her alongside here,
make haste! You have got a meal!
Let's have a taste!"

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Then he'd kiss her and gush,
make old Father Thames blush
and then he'd row row, row.

And then he'd row, row, row,
way up the river he would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
then he'd kiss her now and then,
she would tell him when,
he'd fool around and fool around
and then they'd kiss again,
and then he'd row, row, row,
a little further he would row, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
As a change from all this,
he would give her a kiss
and then he'd row row, row.

Soft karaoke
Words
treble clef 1
treble clef 2
lyric line
bass
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Row, Row, Row 1912
composed by Jimmie V. Monaco
written by William Jerome
copyright MCMXII by The Harry Von Tilzer Music Pub. Co. U.S.A.
in the UK - Francis, Day and Hunter
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Saturday 27 July 2002 at 23.55
in association with Doug Grierson
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as featured in the successful revues
'Hullo Ragtime' at The London Hippodrome
and
'Kill That Fly' at the London Alhambra
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