Irving Berlin
Irving Berlin - Hiram's Band 24 Oct 1912 lyrics
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[1st verse:] Ev'ry nation, ev'ry band, they own a band they think is grand And they all adore the hand that leads the band around But of all the hurdy gurdy bands I've heard I'll say a word of a certain funny bird Of a certain band I found [chorus:] You ought to hear the music queer that comes from Hiram's band The notes of blue, so blue that you could never understand It's worth a half a dollar to hear old Hiram holler One, two, three, go You ought to be around and see the faces that they made Each ruben's face all out of place with ev'ry note they take When they hear them passing by, the ladies sigh, the babies cry Cats and dogs lay down and die when they hear old Hiram's band [2nd verse:] Talk about your Creatores who get encores with opera scores Hiram plays them all outdoors and makes them all look sick Sick enough sometimes to die, you can't deny And if you try any time you're passing by He can show you gosh darn quick [2nd chorus:] You ought to hear the music queer that comes from Hiram's band The notes of blue, so blue that you could never understand He makes Philip Suser look like a march-abuser One, two, three, go You'd laugh I swear, if you were there and heard the way we cheered When Hiram's thin old violin got tangled in his beard Any time the band appears, each neighbor clears away in tears Ma wears earmuffs on her ears after hearing Hiram's band