Lyrics to Alexander's Ragtime Band
Oh, ma hon-ey, Oh, ma hon-ey,
Bet-ter hur-ry and let's me-an-der,
Ain't you go-in,' Ain't you go-in'
To the lead-er man, rag-ged me-ter man?
Oh, ma-hon-ey, Oh, ma hon-ey,
Let me take you to Al-ex-an-der's
grand-stand, brass band,
Ain't you com-in' a-long?
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear,
It's the best band in the land,
They can play a bu-gle call
like you nev-er heard be-fore,
So nat-ur-al that you want to go to war;
That's just the best-est band what am,
Hone-ey lamb,
Come on a-long, Come on a-long,
Let me take you by the hand,
Up to the man, Up to the man
who's the lead-er of the band,
And if you care to hear the Swa-nee Riv-er
played in rag-time,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band.
Oh, ma hon-ey, Oh, ma hon-ey,
There's a fid-dle with notes that scree-ches,
Like a chick-en, Like a chick-en.
And the clar-in-et is a col-ored pet,
Come and lis-ten, Come and lis-ten,
To a class-i-cal band what's peach-es,
come now, some-how, Bet-ter hur-ry a-long.
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear,
It's the best band in the land,
They can play a bu-gle call
like you nev-er heard be-fore,
So nat-ur-al that you want to go to war;
That's just the best-est band what am,
Hone-ey lamb,
Come on a-long, Come on a-long,
Let me take you by the hand,
Up to the man, Up to the man
who's the lead-er of the band,
And if you care to hear the Swa-nee Riv-er
played in rag-time,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band.
Bet-ter hur-ry and let's me-an-der,
Ain't you go-in,' Ain't you go-in'
To the lead-er man, rag-ged me-ter man?
Oh, ma-hon-ey, Oh, ma hon-ey,
Let me take you to Al-ex-an-der's
grand-stand, brass band,
Ain't you com-in' a-long?
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear,
It's the best band in the land,
They can play a bu-gle call
like you nev-er heard be-fore,
So nat-ur-al that you want to go to war;
That's just the best-est band what am,
Hone-ey lamb,
Come on a-long, Come on a-long,
Let me take you by the hand,
Up to the man, Up to the man
who's the lead-er of the band,
And if you care to hear the Swa-nee Riv-er
played in rag-time,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band.
Oh, ma hon-ey, Oh, ma hon-ey,
There's a fid-dle with notes that scree-ches,
Like a chick-en, Like a chick-en.
And the clar-in-et is a col-ored pet,
Come and lis-ten, Come and lis-ten,
To a class-i-cal band what's peach-es,
come now, some-how, Bet-ter hur-ry a-long.
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear,
It's the best band in the land,
They can play a bu-gle call
like you nev-er heard be-fore,
So nat-ur-al that you want to go to war;
That's just the best-est band what am,
Hone-ey lamb,
Come on a-long, Come on a-long,
Let me take you by the hand,
Up to the man, Up to the man
who's the lead-er of the band,
And if you care to hear the Swa-nee Riv-er
played in rag-time,
Come on and hear, Come on and hear
Al-ex-an-der's rag-time band.
Songwriters: HORNER
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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