Album Name : British & American Comedy Legends
Release Date : 2009-08-01
Song Duration : 3:26
Stan Freberg The Yellow Rose Of Texas
F:YEEEEEEEHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Don't let me startle you, I'm just doin' a rebel yell here, to kinda kick things off if you know what I mean!
It's the Yellow Rose of Texas that I am gonna see Nobody else could miss her Not half as much as me She cried so when I (snare drum) - pardon me That`s just a shade loud on the snare drum
C:She`s the sweetest little rosebud That Texas ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds They sparkle like the dew (snare drum)
F:See now you covered up "sparkle like the dew" One of the lovliest parts in the whole -
C:Texas is the only girl for me
INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE
F:He covered up the picallos there Where the Rio Grand is - (snare drum drowns out) Where the Rio (snare drum) Where (snare drum) W - (snare drum) See my feeling is while I love a good snare drum, I feel that volume wise it`s just a little too much what you`re doing there. See? See, see what I mean? Now you try and hold it there. I appreciate it. Where the Rio Grand (I appreciate it) Where the Rio Grand is flowing And starry skies (that`s better) She walks along the river On the quiet (oh that`s so much better) I know that she remembers When we parted long ago (You know that there`s just a world of difference, oh mercy)
C:She`s the sweetest little rosebud That Texas ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds They sparkle like the dew (snare drum)
F:See you`re slipping back into your old habits again. Why do you do that. Why do you -
C:Texas is the only girl for me!
F:I love a good snare drum but - hold it hold it hold it. (snare drum) People people let`s go back there the snare drummer covered up the tra-la-las. We just do it again, smart aleck.
C:Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
F:You see how lovely that turned out? Now that`s a darling part. OK banjo...yug-dugga-dugga. That`s purty. That`s purty. Oh now I`m gonna (that`s purty) For my heart is full of woe We`ll do the things together We did so long ago We`ll play the banjo gaily She`ll love me like (banjo drowns out) Excuse me, you ain`t any kin to the snare drummer, are you?
C:She`s the sweetest little rosebud That Texas ever knew
F:Why do you do that? Why do you burst out like that? It irritates me. That irritates me. That irritates me, that`s all. But the yellow rose of Texas - HOLD ON! HOLD ON! Hold on you smart aleck Yankee drummer you! You can cover up rose, you can cover up yellow, Buddy, but don`t you cover up TEXAS! Or I`ll stick your head through that cotton-pickin snare drum and secede from the band so help me Mitch Miller I will!
C:And the yellow rose of Texas will be mine forever more
F:Cut it off there. The record`s over, you idiot. Stop it, stop it I say. Just stop it, stop it. I`m getting out of here (Door slamming). He ruined the ending, one of the lovliest parts in the whole (opens door, drummer still pounding away, slams door) piece!