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Alan`s solo:

Gather roun` `n hear my story

Oh boy!

`Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town

(Stompin` it off, stompin` it off...)

He heard a local pianist

What joy!

Stompin` out music on an old upright pi-ano

Here comes King

that was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way

(Here he comes-Master of the stomp)

Ol` Jelly knew the fella could play

Dig him!

by the things he heard his right hand say

(Now - we`re gonna romp)



(There was no doubtin` that the man could swing)



When Jelly Roll demanded his name

Hail! King Porter

Well, the man responded "Porter King"

(Dig `Im!) By order!

Well, Jelly lef` th` city, but he wrote

(Dig `Im!) Y` wanna dig `im

a rompin` ditty `bout the Porter

(Dig `Im!) Y` gonna dig `im

who was "King O` The Stomp"

Porter King sho` can stomp



Jelly wrote a ditty `bout a fella who could romp

This is the tune - "King Porter Stomp"



When Porter`s stridin` hands are flyin`

An` all his fingers are testifyin`

His two feet stompin` in ragged time

That`s a feelin` that is so sublime - Y` dig it?



He`s generatin` so much excitement

Y` keep forgettin` just what uptight meant

N` that`s that fella named Porter King

His style`s the essence o` Swing



(Well, well, well)



Oh, well, go on n` tell it



Cheryl`s solo:

When Jelly first heard Porter King

He declared he heard the very heart an` soul of swing

A certain ragged kind o` romp

in between a jump and a stomp

When Jelly heard, well, he really knew

because he played too

That Porter was a King, really n` truly a stone king

Another thing, somethin` never heard of

"Somethin` else" is the sort o` phrase

A fella`d prob`ly have t`use

if`e was gonna describe

the way Porter plays



There never was - an never`s gonna be

another strider fine as he

I know no other ear will ever hear another like it here.



Cheryl`s solo background:

Who you hunchin`?

Dig them stompin`

See them bunchin`

They rompn`



Sweat is poppin`

Hips`re rollin`

Funk is droppin`

Souls soulin`



Heat is massin`

Folks`re swingin`

Time is passin`

Arms flingin`



There`s contagion

Takin` over

Swing is ragin`

All over



Janis` solo:

Hey!!!

Stop that!!!

That stomp knocked me outta my hat!

Who`s that abusin` piano?

Tell me his name, because he`s boun` f` fame

`N how`d he figure such rhythm?

Did he bring it here with `im?

What kinda cat is King Porter?

Plinkin` an` plunkin` that romp he calls a stomp.



Janis` solo backgrounds:

Everybody groovin` and gigglin`

Mercy! Take a look at that wigglin`

See the cutie in the corner

She`s losin` her blues by stompin` outta her shoes

The folks are hoopin` n` hoppin`

Dig how all the fingers`re poppin`

Over there`s a wild cat stone drunk

The floor be his bunk.



Tim`s solo:

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp

Just keep on ballin` till we

start fallin` right through the floor

It`s so natch`ral

You want more?

Come - git it!



Porter - he`s the King!

He knows how to stomp an` swing,

That`s King Porter

Master of how to stomp



Tim`s solo backgrounds:

Outside the moon is beamin`

Inside the joint is steamin`

Them folks can really, really party

All night long

Porter`s stompin`

Gits everybody rompin`

Then everybody knows that one thing

Porter`s king.



Who`s the absolute Master of Stomp?

King Porter!

The rollicking Rajah of Romp?

King Porter!

The plinkin`est plunker

This side o` the border?

Who? Except King Porter



Who is the King of the Keys?

King Porter!

An` constantly able to please?

King Porter!

An` who tickles ivories like nobody livin`?

That`s King Porter! He`s the man!



Unloosen yo` shoes

(unloosen yo` shoes)

Start payin` them dues

(start payin` them dues)

Git shed o` them blues

Git shed o` them -

Dang them blue! You don`t shed `em, you lose

Spend a quarter!

(spend a quarter)

Give the order!

(give the order)

Mr. Porter -

Mister Barrellhouse man git t` stompin`

Make `em git hot - git `em rompin

The got t` dig King Porter Stomp!

Alan`s solo:

Gather roun` `n hear my story

Oh boy!

`Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town

(Stompin` it off, stompin` it off...)

He heard a local pianist

What joy!

Stompin` out music on an old upright pi-ano

Here comes King

that was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way

(Here he comes-Master of the stomp)

Ol` Jelly knew the fella could play

Dig him!

by the things he heard his right hand say

(Now - we`re gonna romp)



(There was no doubtin` that the man could swing)



When Jelly Roll demanded his name

Hail! King Porter

Well, the man responded "Porter King"

(Dig `Im!) By order!

Well, Jelly lef` th` city, but he wrote

(Dig `Im!) Y` wanna dig `im

a rompin` ditty `bout the Porter

(Dig `Im!) Y` gonna dig `im

who was "King O` The Stomp"

Porter King sho` can stomp



Jelly wrote a ditty `bout a fella who could romp

This is the tune - "King Porter Stomp"



When Porter`s stridin` hands are flyin`

An` all his fingers are testifyin`

His two feet stompin` in ragged time

That`s a feelin` that is so sublime - Y` dig it?



He`s generatin` so much excitement

Y` keep forgettin` just what uptight meant

N` that`s that fella named Porter King

His style`s the essence o` Swing



(Well, well, well)



Oh, well, go on n` tell it



Cheryl`s solo:

When Jelly first heard Porter King

He declared he heard the very heart an` soul of swing

A certain ragged kind o` romp

in between a jump and a stomp

When Jelly heard, well, he really knew

because he played too

That Porter was a King, really n` truly a stone king

Another thing, somethin` never heard of

"Somethin` else" is the sort o` phrase

A fella`d prob`ly have t`use

if`e was gonna describe

the way Porter plays



There never was - an never`s gonna be

another strider fine as he

I know no other ear will ever hear another like it here.



Cheryl`s solo background:

Who you hunchin`?

Dig them stompin`

See them bunchin`

They rompn`



Sweat is poppin`

Hips`re rollin`

Funk is droppin`

Souls soulin`



Heat is massin`

Folks`re swingin`

Time is passin`

Arms flingin`



There`s contagion

Takin` over

Swing is ragin`

All over



Janis` solo:

Hey!!!

Stop that!!!

That stomp knocked me outta my hat!

Who`s that abusin` piano?

Tell me his name, because he`s boun` f` fame

`N how`d he figure such rhythm?

Did he bring it here with `im?

What kinda cat is King Porter?

Plinkin` an` plunkin` that romp he calls a stomp.



Janis` solo backgrounds:

Everybody groovin` and gigglin`

Mercy! Take a look at that wigglin`

See the cutie in the corner

She`s losin` her blues by stompin` outta her shoes

The folks are hoopin` n` hoppin`

Dig how all the fingers`re poppin`

Over there`s a wild cat stone drunk

The floor be his bunk.



Tim`s solo:

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp

Just keep on ballin` till we

start fallin` right through the floor

It`s so natch`ral

You want more?

Come - git it!



Porter - he`s the King!

He knows how to stomp an` swing,

That`s King Porter

Master of how to stomp



Tim`s solo backgrounds:

Outside the moon is beamin`

Inside the joint is steamin`

Them folks can really, really party

All night long

Porter`s stompin`

Gits everybody rompin`

Then everybody knows that one thing

Porter`s king.



Who`s the absolute Master of Stomp?

King Porter!

The rollicking Rajah of Romp?

King Porter!

The plinkin`est plunker

This side o` the border?

Who? Except King Porter



Who is the King of the Keys?

King Porter!

An` constantly able to please?

King Porter!

An` who tickles ivories like nobody livin`?

That`s King Porter! He`s the man!



Unloosen yo` shoes

(unloosen yo` shoes)

Start payin` them dues

(start payin` them dues)

Git shed o` them blues

Git shed o` them -

Dang them blue! You don`t shed `em, you lose

Spend a quarter!

(spend a quarter)

Give the order!

(give the order)

Mr. Porter -

Mister Barrellhouse man git t` stompin`

Make `em git hot - git `em rompin

The got t` dig King Porter Stomp!

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