Dixieland All Stars - Muskrat Ramble Lyrics

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Muskrat Ramble

Muskrat Ramble Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Muskrat Ramble By Dixieland All Stars?
Hey now, heh!
What's the reason for this celebration? Man, ya look at all those people there Hanging round this station Say, what's the big event? An essential train is coming On track number one Well, it's got to be the Pittzburg Pirates No, it's more important, son Is it the President? No no no no Brigitte Bardot? No no no no Then tell me who's about to arrive? Ee-hee! There he is now, Satch-a-mo and The Dixieland Five Oh, look at them shuffling, shuffling down A-rambling, scrambling over the town Hustling, bustling, buzzing around Never saw a bigger celebration Oh, look at the train, a number seven-o-nine Just a hugging and a-puffing And arriving on time Changing the town from dead to alive Satchmo and His Five We're gonna play that Muskrat Ramble tune And Mr Bing, the moment that it's played You lead us on the big parade Altogether now, one and two Join the happy throng Everyone start mushing, swinging the Muskrat song We'll be singing along Oh, Mr Bing, when you sing, that's the thing we do enjoy Well, Mr A, when you play, Gabriel say, Who that for? Everybody's walking, talking That Muskrat song While we amble that Muskrat Ramble While we amble along Oh, that's the best parade I ever been on, Satch! Natch! You are in New Orleans! While we amble along |
Who Wrote Muskrat Ramble By Dixieland All Stars?
Ray Gilbert, Edward Ory
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