TUXEDO JUNCTION
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Way down south in Birmingham. I mean south in Al-a-bam’.
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There’s an old place where people go to dance the night away.
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Way down south in Birmingham. I mean south in Al-a-bam’.
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There’s an old place where people go to dance the night away.
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It’s a junction . . . .where the town folks meet.
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At each function in a tux. . .they. . .greet . . .you.
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They all drive . . .or walk for miles. . .to get jive . ..that southern style.
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It’s an old jive that makes you want . . .to dance till break of day.
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It’s a junction. . . .where the town folks meet.
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At each function in a tux. . .they. . .greet. . .you.
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Come on down. . . forget your care Come on down. . .you’ll find me there.
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So long, town, I’m heading for Tuxedo Junction now.
THIS IS THE ARMY, MR JONES
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INTRO - A bunch of frightened rookies were listening filled with awe.
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They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law.
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They stood there at attention, their faces turning red.
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The sergeant looked them over – and this… is… what… he… said, he said:
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VERSE 1 - This is the Army, Mister Jones. No private rooms or telephones.
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You had your breakfast in bed before but you won’t have it there anymore.
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VERSE 2 - This is the Army, Mister Green. We like the barracks nice and clean.
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You had a house-maid to clean your floor, but she won’t help you out any more.
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BRIDGE: Do what the buglers command. They’re in the Army and not in a band.
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VERSE 3- This is the Army, Mister Brown. You and your baby went to town.
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She had you worried, but this is war and she won’t worry you anymore.
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Yes, she won’t worry you anymore.
Johnny Mercer, 1944
G. I. JIVE
Intro – CBC, CBC, CBCBCBC
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This is the G. I. Jive, man alive. It starts with the bugler blowin’ reveille over your
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bed when you arrive. Jack, that’s the G. I. Jive.
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Roodley-toot. . jump in your suit. . make a salute. . Boot.
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After you wash and dress, more or less, you go get your chow in a beautiful little
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café they call “The Mess” Jack, when you convalesce.
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Outta your seat. . into the street. . make with the feet. . reet.
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This is the G. I. Jive, man alive. They give you a private tank that features a little
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device called “fluid drive” Jack, if you still survive –
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Chuck all your junk. . back in the trunk. . fall on your bunk. . clunk.
COMIN’ IN ON A WING AND A PRAYER
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
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Though there’s one motor gone,
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We can still carry on.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
Bridge
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What a show! What a fight!
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Boys, we really hit our target for tonight.
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How we sing as we limp through the air.
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Look below there’s our field over there.
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With our one motor gone,
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We can still carry on.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
Instrumental
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
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Though there’s one motor gone,
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We can still carry on.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
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Comin’ in on a wing and a prayer.
YOU’LL NEVER KNOW (1943)
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You’ll never know just how much I miss you.
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You’ll never know just how much I care.
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And if I tried, I still couldn’t hide my love for you.
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You ought to know, for haven’t I told you so, a million or more times.
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You went away and my heart went with you.
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I speak your name in my every prayer.
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If there is some other way to prove that I love you,
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I swear I don’t know how.
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You’ll never know if you don’t know now.
Repeat verse 2
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You’ll never know if you don’t know now. You’ll never know if you don’t know now.
THE LAST TIME I SAW PARIS
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The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay.
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I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café.
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The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring.
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And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs
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to sing.
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Bridge: I dodged the same old taxi cabs that I had dodged for
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years.
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The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears.
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The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay.
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No matter what they do to her, I’ll remember her that way.
Repeat last line.
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