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CINCINNATI (Jay Livingston / Ray Evans) as recorded by Helen Forrest & The Crew Chiefs with Hal Mooney & his Orchestra December 1947 It ain’t south, it ain’t north, But it’s my July Fourth! It’s a joy, it’s a whirl For a boy and a girl! I mean Cincinnati, That everlovin’ town; Cincinnati, Ohio, That’s the city for my dough! It ain’t east, it ain’t west, But it treats you the best. It ain’t high, it ain’t low, But, oh my, what a show! I’ll get there by train, plane, caboose or canoe, Cincinnati, Cincinnati, comin’ home to you! I left my heart on the Ohio And there it waits for me. Get out the firehouse band, And shout all over the land, "Here I come a-hummin’ right back to you!" Lemme go to that spot And I'll tell you what's what! It’s a joy, it’s a whirl For a boy and a girl! I mean Cincinnati, That everlovin’ town; Cincinnati, Ohio, That’s the city for my dough! It ain’t old, but it’s class, It’s like gold that ain’t brass. I won’t roam for a change ‘Cause it’s home on my range! I’ll get there by train, plane, caboose or by canoe, Cincinnati, Cincinatti, here's what I'm gonna do, I'm comin' home to you! (Transcribed by Peter Akers - January 2017)

    


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