Rufe Johnson's Harmony Band Lyrics

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Words & Music by Shelton Brooks and Maurice Abrahams


Rufe Johnson leads a band
He's one grand man,
Down in Savanah,
Down in Savanah;
He really can't be beat-
Plays ragtime music sweet,
Down in Savannah G A.


When they parade each holiday,
You'll hear the people say.


Chorus:
Here they come,
Just listen to that Drum,
Boy ain't he beatin some,
He's going rump, rump, rump, rump,
Listen to that doggone Flute
Root-te-toot, toot-te-toot,
toot-te-toot-te-toot,
say Hon, ain't that Trombone moaning,
hear it groan, list-ten to that old Cornet
It's played by that leader man,
He's got a world wide reputation
For playing syncopation,
Old Rufus Johnson's Harmony Band


When he comes down the street-
The people shake their feet,
They all keep swaying,
While Rufe is playing;
Old Rufe can't read a note
But he will get your goat,
When he plays 'Man-ci-pa-tion Day


The horses and mules - they act like fools,
You almost here them say,

repeat chorus





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