That Carolina Rag 1911

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 13 Dec 2007
2007

Way down South in Carolina
right below the Dixie line
you can hear them playing all the time,
a tantalising strain.
In the place where I was born
you hear that tune from night till morn,
I just can't keep from swaying
when I listen to that melody.
No tune can mate it dear,
so syncopated dear,
won't you listen to the band.
Just have a note or two,
that's all I ask of you
Lordy ain't that music grand.

Honey, Honey, Honey,
can't you hear that band,
Listen to the music
ain't it simply grand,
It's so entrancing,
it starts me dancing,
Oh! Oh! make it everlasting
Professor won't you kindly play
that strain again,
and don't you dare to stop it
'till I tell you when,
Oh won't you play
that dear old Carolina Rag.

Honey, Honey, Honey,
can't you hear that band,
Listen to the music
ain't it simply grand,
It's so entrancing,
it starts me dancing,
Oh! Oh! make it everlasting
Professor won't you kindly play
that strain again,
and don't you dare to stop it
'till I tell you when,
Oh won't you play
that dear old Carolina Rag.

You've heard 'bout your Wagner,
Strauss Op'ra they call Carmen Faust,
we keep that music in our house,
but it is never played.
Only tune that you can hear
the one that lingers in your ear.
the one that fills your heart with cheer,
that ever loving serenade.
Mendelssohn's strain is grand
but listen to the band,
if you want a music jag.
You take a tip from me,
just hum that melody
of the Carolina Rag.

Honey, Honey, Honey,
can't you hear that band,
Listen to the music
ain't it simply grand,
It's so entrancing,
it starts me dancing,
Oh! Oh! make it everlasting
Professor won't you kindly play
that strain again,
and don't you dare to stop it
'till I tell you when,
Oh won't you play
that dear old Carolina Rag.

Honey, Honey, Honey,
can't you hear that band,
Listen to the music
ain't it simply grand,
It's so entrancing,
it starts me dancing,
Oh! Oh! make it everlasting
Professor won't you kindly play
that strain again,
and don't you dare to stop it
'till I tell you when,
Oh won't you play
that dear old Carolina Rag.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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That Carolina Rag 1911
Music by Violinsky
Lyrics by Maurice Burkhart & Jack Coogan
© MCMXI by Will Rossiter, Chicago.
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sequence by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 13 December 2007 at 00.02
in association with Doug Grierson
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