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Show Ml SIC By Berton Braley There's a lot of healthy pleasure In the biting, swinging measure. From a saxaphone, a cello or a horn, I There's a pleasant tttlllatlon ;in the beat of syncopation Which the ntaldest sort of people cannot can-not scorn; In the warbling of a birdie Or the tunes of Bach and Verdi. There's s beauty that has won a just repute. Put the music most in reason 'When the water pipes are freezin iIs the Found of coil that's rattling down the chut-. ' Tohn MoCormack's tenor singing ill. ,,,r rolrlta lightly winging Padi rewskl leaves you starry eyed am But when' wintry winds are blaring .There's no melody comparing With the nol.se Qf coal that's slldinc down the chute. Ing in basso or soprano Play the fiddle or piano. lay the evidv concertina or the flute. You may Stir our souls to frenzy. Hut to ward off lnfluenzy Theresa ho music lhP coal uon the chute. There's no opera pSrformer Who can make our hearts grow warmer Than the dusty vlsaged coal man (husky brute). With bis art he can amaze us When the muK'.e tune) he plays ua Is the rattle of the coal upon the chute! .copyright. 192- NEA Service) |