Post-Glenn Crytzer Music and Dance Jam, Nov 20th
If you've stumbled onto this page by accident, and you live in the midwest, then happy day for you! November 20th, from 1-5pm, we're having a dance practice session and jam session, followed by a delicious social outing at Roxy's restaurant- home of delicious things. But wait! That's not this magical weekend has to offer. We're also fortunate enough to have Glenn Crytzer and his Syncopators playing for us Saturday night, along with a Jazzing up your Jazz Dancing workshop.
Planning to come jam? Post on the fb event and tell us what you're playing, or what you want to work on! Facebook Event Link
Want to know more about the dance and workshops? Check it out at the Facebook Event.
Songs in Set 1 (still in progress)
Bill Bailey
Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives to Me
Cornbread and Butterbeans
Four or Five Times
Sister Kate
St. James Infirmary
Planning to come jam? Post on the fb event and tell us what you're playing, or what you want to work on! Facebook Event Link
Want to know more about the dance and workshops? Check it out at the Facebook Event.
Songs in Set 1 (still in progress)
Bill Bailey
Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives to Me
Cornbread and Butterbeans
Four or Five Times
Sister Kate
St. James Infirmary
Jam Songs- Set 1- Still in Progress!
Bill Bailey- Chords and Lyrics
Chords:
G | G | G | G | G | G | D7 | D7 | D7 | D7 | D7 | D7 | D7 | D7 | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | G | C | C | C | C7 | G | E7 | A7 | D7 | G | G | Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home I've moaned the whole night long I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent I know I done you wrong You remember that rainy evenin' I threw you out....with nothin' but a fine tooth comb Ya, I know I'm to blame, now... ain't it a shame Bill Bailey, won't you please come home |
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Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives to Me- Lyrics
Lyrics:
Chorus 1: There are blues that you get from worry, There are blues that you get from pain. There are blues when you're lonely for your one and only Those blues you can never explain There are blues that you get from longing, But the bluest blues to me, Are the only blues that's on my mind, they're the very meanest kind, The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me. Patter Chorus: There are blues you get from wimmin when you see 'em goin' swimmin' And you haven't got a bathing suit yourself. There are blues you get much quicker when you hide a lot of liquor And your lady goes and swipes it off the shelf. There are blues that come from waitin' on the dock, wondering if the boat is gonna rock, And there's blues that come from gettin' in a taxicab and frettin' Everytime you hit a bump and jump the clock. There are blues you get from tryin' when you save a guy from dyin' And he afterwards forgets you in his will. But the blues much worse than this is when you're walkin' with the missus And some chorus lady shouts, "Hello there Bill!" But the blues that make me crazy mad and sorer than a bunion 'Till I feel like goin' out and stabbin' someone with an onion Are the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me. Chorus 2: There are blues that you get from worry, There are blues that you get from pain. There are blues when you're single and just want to mingle And blues when you have to abstain; There are blues that you get from sleepless nights, But the bluest blues to me, Are the blues that make me hot and cold and make me want to shiver And make me want to end it all by jumping in the river, Are the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me, gives to me. The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me. |
Blues My Naughty Chords and VideoChords:
| Gm | Gm D7 | Gm | Gm G7 | Cm | Cm G7| Cm | Cm Dm7 | D7 | D7 | Gm | Gm | A7 | A7 | D7 | D7 | | Gm | Gm D7| Gm | Gm G7| Cm | Cm | D7 | D7 | G7 | G7 | C7 | C7 | F7 | F7 | Bb | D7 | |
Cornbread and Butterbeans- Lyrics and Chords
Cornbread and Butterbeans- Carolina Chocolate drops
Chorus: G C Cornbread and butterbeans and you across the table D G Eating them beans and making love as long as I am able G C Growing corn and cotton too and when the day is over D G Ride the mule and cut the fool and love again all over G C Goodbye don't you cry I'm going to Louisiana D G Buy a coon dog and a big fat hog and marry Suzianna. G C Same song ding dong I'll take a trip to China D G Cornbread and butterbeans and back to North Carolina. REPEAT CHORUS G C Wearin' shoes and drinkin' booze goes against the Bible. D G A necktie will make you die and cause you lots of trouble G C Streetcars and whiskey bars and kissing pretty women D G Women yeah that's the end of a terrible beginning REPEAT CHORUS G C I can't read and don't care and education is awful D G Raisin' heck and writing checks it ought to be unlawful G C Silk hose and frilly clothes is just a waste of money D G Come with me and stay with me and say you'll be my honey REPEAT CHORUS |
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Four or Five Times LyricsLyrics:
four or five times, four or five times there is delight in doing things right, four or five times Maybe I'll cry, Maybe I'll sigh If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna try to do it four or five times I started on top; I'm never a flop If I'm strollin, keep the ball rollin, four or five times Four or five times, four or five times he's my king, he makes me sing, four or five times One, two, three, four, 1-2-3-4-5, four or five times, baby four or five times One, two, three, four, 1-2-3-4-5, four or five times, baby four or five times |
Four or Five Times Chords and VideoChords:
D | D | E7 | E7 | A7 | A7 | D | A7 | D | D7 | E7 | E7 | A7 | A7 | D | D | |
Sister Kate, LyricsOh, I wish I could I shimmy like my sister Kate;
She shimmies like a jelly on a plate. My mama wanted to know last night, What makes the boys think Kate's so nice. Now all the boys in the neighborhood, They know that she can shimmy and it's understood; I know that I'm late, but I'll be up-to-date When I shimmy like my sister Kate. I mean, when I shimmy like my sister Kate. Now I can shimmy like my sister Kate, I know that I'm real late, I think I'll do a real shimmy dance, Dancing like my sister Kate, Sweet papa, just like my sister Kate. |
Sister Kate, Chords and VideoBb7 | Bb7 | Eb | Eb | Bb7 | Bb7 | Eb | Eb |
Bb7 | Bb7 | Eb | Eb7 | Ab Adim | Eb C7 | F7 Bb7 | Eb C7 | F7 Bb7 | Eb | |
St. James Infirmary LyricsLyrics:
It was down in old Joe's barroom On the corner by the square. The drinks were served as usual, And the usual crowd was there. On my left stood old Joe McKennedy His eyes were bloodshot red. He turned to the crowd around him These are the very words that he said: I went down to the St. James infirmary, To see my baby there, She was stretched out on a long white table, So young, so cold, so fair. Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be, She may search this whole world over She'll never find another man as sweet as me. When I die oh Lord please bury me In my high top Stetson hat Put gold coins over my eyelids So the boys will know I died standing pat. Get six gamblers to be my pallbearers Six chorus girls to sing me a song Put a jazz band behind my hearse wagon To raise hell as we roll along Get sixteen coal black horses To pull that rubber tired hack. There's thirteen men going to the graveyard Only twelve men are coming back. Now that you've heard my story, Let's have another round of booze And if anyone should ask you I've got those St. James infirmary blues! |
St. James Video and ChordsChords:
Am E | Am | Am F | E E7 | Am E | Am | Am E |Am | |