That Kentucky Rag 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 25 Jun 2005

Went to the races and lost all I had,
bet on the horse they called "Kentucky Lad"
They left the post,
my horse got off in the lead,
They couldn't catch this wonderful steed.
They reached the stretch,
the band commenced to play,
this horse of mine started ragging right away;
lost all of my money
but it never made me blue,
because the band kept on a playing
and I started ragging too.

They played that "Kentucky Rag"
the crowd thought I had a jag,
but I felt too good to care,
lost my money but it made no diff'rence, honey,
the only way I could keep my feet still
would be to tie them down upon the window sill.
I pulled out my gun
and shot up in the air,
Blewie! Blewie! Blewie!
Crowd in the big grandstand
could not resist the band,
but danced when the judge dropped the flag,
Ev'rybody grabbed a lady,
some were shady
but you bet that I was lucky,
grabbed a gal from "Old Kentucky"
and we did that "Kentucky Rag"

They played that "Kentucky Rag"
the crowd thought I had a jag,
but I felt too good to care,
lost my money but it made no diff'rence, honey,
the only way I could keep my feet still
would be to tie them down upon the window sill.
I pulled out my gun
and shot up in the air,
Blewie! Blewie! Blewie!
Crowd in the big grandstand
could not resist the band,
but danced when the judge dropped the flag,
Ev'rybody grabbed a lady,
some were shady
but you bet that I was lucky,
grabbed a gal from "Old Kentucky"
and we did that "Kentucky Rag"

They went on dancing and they ragged so fast,
bookies laid odds on how long it would last,
there in the race with nearly ten thousand souls,
We broke the record for two year olds.
We ragged a quarter then to nothing flat,
we would have done better but she lost her rat;
we kept on a ragging,
never stopped to cash a bet,
and if the band had kept on playing
we'd have been there ragging yet.

They played that "Kentucky Rag"
the crowd thought I had a jag,
but I felt too good to care,
lost my money but it made no diff'rence, honey,
the only way I could keep my feet still
would be to tie them down upon the window sill.
I pulled out my gun
and shot up in the air,
Blewie! Blewie! Blewie!
Crowd in the big grandstand
could not resist the band,
but danced when the judge dropped the flag,
Ev'rybody grabbed a lady,
some were shady
but you bet that I was lucky,
grabbed a gal from "Old Kentucky"
and we did that "Kentucky Rag"

They played that "Kentucky Rag"
the crowd thought I had a jag,
but I felt too good to care,
lost my money but it made no diff'rence, honey,
the only way I could keep my feet still
would be to tie them down upon the window sill.
I pulled out my gun
and shot up in the air,
Blewie! Blewie! Blewie!
Crowd in the big grandstand
could not resist the band,
but danced when the judge dropped the flag,
Ev'rybody grabbed a lady,
some were shady
but you bet that I was lucky,
grabbed a gal from "Old Kentucky"
and we did that "Kentucky Rag"

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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That Kentucky Rag 1912
Words & Music by Boyle Woolfolk & Hampton Durand
introduced in "A Winning Miss" & "The Sunny Side Of Broadway"
© MCMXII by Forster Music Pub., Chicago, Ill.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 25 June 2005 at 14.12
in association with Doug Grierson
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