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Once a mockingbird (dig) - he was overheard (what)

-singing out a word (I) - to a cattle heard: (heard)

(Quoth the mockingbird - "dig what I`m layin` down")

"All you bovine creatures - dig what I`m layin` down!"



All you sinners drop everything

everything

Let the melody and the harmony ring

let it ring

Lift arms up to Heaven and sing

ring-a-ding

Sing you sinners woncha sway n` swing

what a thing



Start with clappin` y`hands all about

all about

Don`t be silent - Let the Lord hear y`shout

shout it out

And jus` let the music come out

of yr snout

Sing you sinners woncha sway n` swing

check it out

(Dig the drift of what I mean)



In a world where there`s no music

(Old Scratch)

Satan gets his kicks

(He`s up to his tricks)

He`ll be laughing up and down the banks

(Hee, hee, hee)

Of that river Styx



You`re so wicked baby, and you`re depraved

You can rave

It`s apparent that you have misbehaved

To your grave

But if you should wanna be saved

Jus` behave

Take a listen now to the bird...



Janis` solo:

Stop all that chewin` yer cud - and all that standin` in the mud there

Swing people! Swing every chortle from yer mortal portal

I dig that everyone believes that all cattle prodigies

are like a sneeze

Hard blowin`-missin one lick of blowin` talent to show



(If y`sing - y` gotta swing!)



But remember that the day will come when you

will be just steak on a plate

(Folks, y`know it`s fate)

So dig the music of the swing-o-sphere -

(before your swing arrives too late)



Janis` solo, continued:

That`s a little too dark

Still, it`s true - we`ve got breath for such a limited time

What are ya, stupid, ya cows?? - you`d think to sing was a crime



In defense now; hence now; Here`s comes Adele McCluck:



Cheryl`s solo:

Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say you haven`t heard

the friendly bellowing swing of our friends the cows -

as they shed their way from Teagarden to Fuller

Instead of spendin` ev`ry day jus` sneakin` around

to life another lick -

These cats work on their cow-tone, so when they get up to blow

They blow a fatter bone-tone into the ozone



(And furthermore...)



Alan`s solo:

You tweety-birds are always singin` away

Never givin` up thought of what you say

We cows do - shedding takes up most of our day

So when we start and settle in to play - we can say

A moo is an array of what we`ve always known to be

the best and only way to play



(What we mean to say is...)



Before the band will letcha sing

(Sing with Fletcher Henderson)

You`ve got to get y`self to swing

(Like the Bean or Satch)

So your horn can blow - a single note or two

of deeper thinking

(That`s the way to swing)

So set your mind upon a tone

(When you`re shedding all alone)

And you will have a cornerstone

(Like the bass trombone)

Blow your horn and take a bow

So that you`re swinging like the cows

Pythagoras would be so proud of us

Once a mockingbird (dig) - he was overheard (what)

-singing out a word (I) - to a cattle heard: (heard)

(Quoth the mockingbird - "dig what I`m layin` down")

"All you bovine creatures - dig what I`m layin` down!"



All you sinners drop everything

everything

Let the melody and the harmony ring

let it ring

Lift arms up to Heaven and sing

ring-a-ding

Sing you sinners woncha sway n` swing

what a thing



Start with clappin` y`hands all about

all about

Don`t be silent - Let the Lord hear y`shout

shout it out

And jus` let the music come out

of yr snout

Sing you sinners woncha sway n` swing

check it out

(Dig the drift of what I mean)



In a world where there`s no music

(Old Scratch)

Satan gets his kicks

(He`s up to his tricks)

He`ll be laughing up and down the banks

(Hee, hee, hee)

Of that river Styx



You`re so wicked baby, and you`re depraved

You can rave

It`s apparent that you have misbehaved

To your grave

But if you should wanna be saved

Jus` behave

Take a listen now to the bird...



Janis` solo:

Stop all that chewin` yer cud - and all that standin` in the mud there

Swing people! Swing every chortle from yer mortal portal

I dig that everyone believes that all cattle prodigies

are like a sneeze

Hard blowin`-missin one lick of blowin` talent to show



(If y`sing - y` gotta swing!)



But remember that the day will come when you

will be just steak on a plate

(Folks, y`know it`s fate)

So dig the music of the swing-o-sphere -

(before your swing arrives too late)



Janis` solo, continued:

That`s a little too dark

Still, it`s true - we`ve got breath for such a limited time

What are ya, stupid, ya cows?? - you`d think to sing was a crime



In defense now; hence now; Here`s comes Adele McCluck:



Cheryl`s solo:

Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say you haven`t heard

the friendly bellowing swing of our friends the cows -

as they shed their way from Teagarden to Fuller

Instead of spendin` ev`ry day jus` sneakin` around

to life another lick -

These cats work on their cow-tone, so when they get up to blow

They blow a fatter bone-tone into the ozone



(And furthermore...)



Alan`s solo:

You tweety-birds are always singin` away

Never givin` up thought of what you say

We cows do - shedding takes up most of our day

So when we start and settle in to play - we can say

A moo is an array of what we`ve always known to be

the best and only way to play



(What we mean to say is...)



Before the band will letcha sing

(Sing with Fletcher Henderson)

You`ve got to get y`self to swing

(Like the Bean or Satch)

So your horn can blow - a single note or two

of deeper thinking

(That`s the way to swing)

So set your mind upon a tone

(When you`re shedding all alone)

And you will have a cornerstone

(Like the bass trombone)

Blow your horn and take a bow

So that you`re swinging like the cows

Pythagoras would be so proud of us

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