Under A Blanket In A Folding Bed 1904

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 24 May 2011
2011

Laying in a bed these mornings
thinking of the songs I've heard,
All about the lovers awnings
some of them have seemed absurd;
Laying in my golden folding bed
eating chicken nicely stewed,
I compare it with the jungle
and the bamboo trees
where you've got to eat monkey food.
Why in the world do they rave
about the jungle so,
the Congo flow,
the Zulu beau,
well I don't know
when there's such a thing
as folding beds.

You can have your bamboo
shelt'ring leaves of red,
you can have your cocoanut trees,
African breeze, all that you please;
Just believe me
I would rather be instead
under a blanket in my folding bed.

You can have your bamboo
shelt'ring leaves of red,
you can have your cocoanut trees,
African breeze, all that you please;
Just believe me
I would rather be instead
under a blanket in my folding bed.

Under the jungle bamboo
tell me where the real joy is.
Can you get a bell boy, can you,
to bring you in a nice gin fizz?
I will admit in sunny Africa
the balmy breezes blow so gay,
But I can leave my folding bed
and raise my blind,
and get a breeze from old Broadway.
I will give them all
their cocoanut trees
way up so high,
and while they sigh,
why that's when I eat cocoanut pie,
while I'm laying in my folding bed.

You can have your bamboo
shelt'ring leaves of red,
you can have your cocoanut trees,
African breeze, all that you please;
Just believe me
I would rather be instead
under a blanket in my folding bed.

You can have your bamboo
shelt'ring leaves of red,
you can have your cocoanut trees,
African breeze, all that you please;
Just believe me
I would rather be instead
under a blanket in my folding bed.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Under A Blanket In A Folding Bed 1904
by Geo.M.Cohan
© 1904 by F.A.Mills - N.Y.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 24 May 2011 at 11.31
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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