The Long Boy Band 1918

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 23 Aug 2009
2009

Born a leader so they say
found in a medder makin' hay
tuk this band from coast to coast,
never got a single roast.
Umpaw! Umpaw! One! Two! Three!
All they know they got from me,
when they started music see?
Couldn't tell a Haw from Gee.
Hand or foot'll keep the time
two to onct that's extra fine
double triple same to me,
or beat 'em both together see?
Sign fer playing soft is P
then there's signs fer softer see?
Two P's not so soft as three
just a whisper's PPP

When the Long Boy Band
comes down the street
there's music even in their feet,
it takes the wind I'm here to say,
you kin tell that's true
by the way they play,
you've got to "flat"
you've got to "sharp"
it's a durn sight harder
'an yer old Jewsharp,
there's a heap o' things you'll understand
before you git in the Long Boys Band.

First performer now will show
all there's to a piccolo
hits the highest notes that's writ
hollers for 'em higher yit.
If yer fingers fly the track
keep a goin' you'll git back.
Watch her boys she's tricky see?
'spect you'd better foller me.
Now you'll hear some music played
on the biggest fiddle made,
not the quick and dev'lish kind
Much more solemner you'll find.
Pull too hard an' bust a trace
keep on fidd'lin' no disgrace.
Here's the weak spot without doubt
he gits to rank we'll drowned him out.

When the Long Boy Band
comes down the street
there's music even in their feet,
it takes the wind I'm here to say,
you kin tell that's true
by the way they play,
you've got to "flat"
you've got to "sharp"
it's a durn sight harder
'an yer old Jewsharp,
there's a heap o' things you'll understand
before you git in the Long Boys Band.

Claranet and coronet
will jine in what we call duet,
'course we know that honey's sweet
but this here music's got it beat.
Keerful of yer harmonee,
think yer off just soften see?
you keep still
they might git sore,
then I'll let you play some more.
Here's out Sliphorn
watch him slide!
Smooth as blackest slips it's hide,
elbow work is 'special good,
Claims he got it sawing wood,
Keep yer nerve an' blow yer best,
run out a wind jist make it a "rest!"
Cracks a note sure let it go
fer land sake men don't stop the show!

When the Long Boy Band
comes down the street
there's music even in their feet,
it takes the wind I'm here to say,
you kin tell that's true
by the way they play,
you've got to "flat"
you've got to "sharp"
it's a durn sight harder
'an yer old Jewsharp,
there's a heap o' things you'll understand
before you git in the Long Boys Band.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Long Boy Band 1918
by Barclay Walker
© MCMXVIII by Barclay Walker
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 23 August 2009 at 11.24
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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