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    "Jamboree Jones" Lyrics

    Johnny Mercer feat. 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.
    This song was submitted on December 3rd, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Johnny Mercer.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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