The Bacchanal Rag 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 26 Aug 2006
2006

Take some music,
start to fake some music in a lagtime
syncopate it, hesitate it,
then you have some ragtime.
Steal from the masters
any classic you see,
rag it a little bit with his melody,
don't try at all to hide
call it the Gaby Glide,
no matter what it may be,
other writers will give
brother writers inspiration,
Handy Op'ra will be dandy,
just for syncopation,
there is the Bacchanal,
you've heard it before,
wild sort of music
you have heard o'er and o'er.
Take all the tunes that's there
say something 'bout a bear
play me that song, dear, once more.

Play me that Bacchanal Rag, dear,
that musical daze sways,
plays with ev'ry feeling,
listen my heart's playing tag, dear,
it starts to jump, thump, bump,
and go a reeling,
don't stop there's no time to lag, dear,
you mustn't act mild, child,
while it comes appealing,
that excitable strain,
that Bacchanal Rag.
Oh play it again!

Play me that Bacchanal Rag, dear,
that musical daze sways,
plays with ev'ry feeling,
listen my heart's playing tag, dear,
it starts to jump, thump, bump,
and go a reeling,
don't stop there's no time to lag, dear,
you mustn't act mild, child,
while it comes appealing,
that excitable strain,
that Bacchanal Rag.
Oh play it again!

Huddle near me,
come and cuddle, dearie,
you're my baby,
prance it honey,
come and dance it honey,
you're some lady,
that is a raggy song,
it hasn't much sense,
you've got to mention
that your love is intense,
call her your honey love,
call her your turtle dove,
start in to say she's immense,
hear that cello,
come on near that fellow who is playing,
play it bolder,
start to sway that shoulder
keep a swaying
pick out the instruments
from all of the band,
say: "Ain't it wonderful,
or isn't it grand,"
call it the Brooklyn Tear,
or else the Honey Bear
Come baby! hold on my hand!

Play me that Bacchanal Rag, dear,
that musical daze sways,
plays with ev'ry feeling,
listen my heart's playing tag, dear,
it starts to jump, thump, bump,
and go a reeling,
don't stop there's no time to lag, dear,
you mustn't act mild, child,
while it comes appealing,
that excitable strain,
that Bacchanal Rag.
Oh play it again!

Play me that Bacchanal Rag, dear,
that musical daze sways,
plays with ev'ry feeling,
listen my heart's playing tag, dear,
it starts to jump, thump, bump,
and go a reeling,
don't stop there's no time to lag, dear,
you mustn't act mild, child,
while it comes appealing,
that excitable strain,
that Bacchanal Rag.
Oh play it again!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Bacchanal Rag 1912
Music by Louis Hirsch
© 1912 Shapiro Music Pub.Co.  N.Y.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 26 August 2006 at 5.46pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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