Tin Pan Parade 1927

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 5 March 2011
2011

Johnny get your gun
and sword and pistol,
and fall in line.
Bring your kiddie cars
and hobby horses,
it's marchin' time.
Listen to the bugle
playing Yankee Doodle
hear the melody
Hep! Hep!
Keep step,
with the sweet tooth infantry.

Hear the Zing,
and the Zang,
and the Bing,
and the Bang,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
Hear the zoom,
and the Boom,
as they march thru' the room,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
You never heard such tunes
as they pound on the pans
with the table spoons;
Off they march
to the cookies and plums
they'll soon have a pain
in their TummyTumTums.
The captain of course,
has a broom for a horse,
as he leads them off to war;
Little feet will retreat
if they meet with defeat,
when they charge the kitchen door.
It's Waterloo for Napoleon
if he tracks across the linoleum,
clear the way, Hip Hooray,
for the Big Tin Pan Parade.

Hear the Zing,
and the Zang,
and the Bing,
and the Bang,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
Hear the zoom,
and the Boom,
as they march thru' the room,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
You never heard such tunes
as they pound on the pans
with the table spoons;
Off they march
to the cookies and plums
they'll soon have a pain
in their TummyTumTums.
The captain of course,
has a broom for a horse,
as he leads them off to war;
Little feet will retreat
if they meet with defeat,
when they charge the kitchen door.
It's Waterloo for Napoleon
if he tracks across the linoleum,
clear the way, Hip Hooray,
for the Big Tin Pan Parade.

See the curly headed,
blueeyed captain;
He knows his game
hear the bold commander giving orders:
"Get ready, aim."
Listen to the rattles
goin' into battle,
what a victory.
Hey! Hey!
Hooray,
for the sweet tooth infantry.

Hear the Zing,
and the Zang,
and the Bing,
and the Bang,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
Hear the zoom,
and the Boom,
as they march thru' the room,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
You never heard such tunes
as they pound on the pans
with the table spoons;
Off they march
to the cookies and plums
they'll soon have a pain
in their TummyTumTums.
The captain of course,
has a broom for a horse,
as he leads them off to war;
Little feet will retreat
if they meet with defeat,
when they charge the kitchen door.
It's Waterloo for Napoleon
if he tracks across the linoleum,
clear the way, Hip Hooray,
for the Big Tin Pan Parade.

Hear the Zing,
and the Zang,
and the Bing,
and the Bang,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
Hear the zoom,
and the Boom,
as they march thru' the room,
of the Big Tin Pan Parade.
You never heard such tunes
as they pound on the pans
with the table spoons;
Off they march
to the cookies and plums
they'll soon have a pain
in their TummyTumTums.
The captain of course,
has a broom for a horse,
as he leads them off to war;
Little feet will retreat
if they meet with defeat,
when they charge the kitchen door.
It's Waterloo for Napoleon
if he tracks across the linoleum,
clear the way, Hip Hooray,
for the Big Tin Pan Parade.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Tin Pan Parade 1927
by Haven Gillespie & Richard A.Whiting
© 1927 by De Sylva, Brown & Henderson Inc.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 5 March 2011 at 18.12
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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