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JAMBOREE JONES (Johnny Mercer) Spike Jones & his City Slickers (vocal: The Nilsson Twins) - 1944 Also recorded by: Judy Garland; Johnny Mercer; The Pied Pipers; Dick Sudhalter; Bobby Troup. I'll begin the story Out in West Virginia Is a little college (Rah, Rah, Rah) All the student body Only cared for football Never mind the knowledge (Rah, Rah, Rah) Never mind the sheepskin They preferred the pigskin Seemed to have it in their bones Yeah, they knew all about it Couldn't do without it All except a certain Mr. Jamboree Jones And he played the clarinet with all his might He studied night and day, he practiced day and night No runnin' up the field for Mr. Jones He'd rather run up the scale and down the scale, What tones. Even though his buddies always cut their studies to attend the rallies (Rah, Rah, Rah) While they all were rootin' You could hear him tootin' "What's become of Sally" (Rah, Rah, Rah) How they used to hate him Co-eds wouldn't date him Thought he was an awful bore Oh, but he liked his rhythm More than being with `em So he'd only turn in For to practice some more And meanwhile the team marched on to greater fame Till they were asked to play that famous Rose Bowl game And on that day of days the students beamed What did they do when the team marched on the scene I want to tell you ladies and you gentlemen, they screamed. Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch `em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they couldn't win it (No, no, no) Instead of goin' forwards They were goin' backwards `Bout a mile a minute (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Seein' their position They called intermission And they heard the referee say Hey, seventeen to nothin' Ain't exactly nothin' And you've only got about a minute to play And then from the stand there came a distant wail And it was Jamboree a-swingin' "Hold `em Yale" (Bula, bula, bula) And then the students all began to yell The players marched up the field And down the field, pell mell. Now on a certain West Virginia hill There stands that college still Just as it always will And there's a picture in the hall of fame You'll find the boy in the frame who won the game Jamboree Jones was the gentleman's name. (Transcribed by Bill Huntley & Mel Priddle - October 2005) (Corrections by Bill Huntley - as verified by the book "Our Huckleberry Friend" - November 2005)


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