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02 Jun 00 - 12:19 AM (#237260) Subject: hot corn cold corn bring along ....... From: GUEST,ruby i heard this song and licked it ,anyone got lyrics or chords? thanx |
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02 Jun 00 - 12:32 AM (#237267) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: Pene Azul Are you looking for "The Irish Jubilee"? Here are the lyrics in the DT. PA |
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02 Jun 00 - 12:42 AM (#237272) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: GUEST,ruby no i wasnt thanx anyway its an old bluegrass tune somthin like hot corn cold corn bring along a demijohn oh lord.... etc |
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02 Jun 00 - 01:25 AM (#237286) Subject: Lyr Add: HOT CORN, COLD CORN From: Pene Azul Got it from Gary's Patio. HOT CORN, COLD CORN (Chorus) Hot corn, cold corn, bring along a demijohn Hot corn, cold corn, bring along a demijohn Hot corn, cold corn, bring along a demijohn Fare thee well, uncle Bill, see you in the morning, yes sir 1. Well it's upstairs downstairs down in the kitchen Upstairs downstairs down in the kitchen Upstairs downstairs down in the kitchen See uncle Bill just a-raring and pitching, yes sir Chorus: 2. Well it's old aunt Peggy won't you fill 'em up again Old aunt Peggy won't you fill 'em up again Old aunt Peggy won't you fill 'em up again Ain't had a drink since I don't know when, yes sir Chorus: 3. Well yonder comes the preacher and the children are a-crying Yonder comes the preacher and the children are a-crying Yonder comes the preacher and the children are a-crying Chickens are a-hollering and toenails a-flying, yes sir Chorus: |
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02 Jun 00 - 11:05 AM (#237392) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: DADGBE A little folk processing here: we sing the last line of verse 1; "See uncle Bill just a-grousing and a-bitching, yes sir." |
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02 Jun 00 - 01:40 PM (#237484) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: GUEST,Pete Peterson at work Whenever I get togther with friends and sing this we ahve to agree in advance on the last line of the chorus. The one I know is Fare the well, my pretty girl, I'll see you in the morning Who could ever forget the Holy Modal Rounders last verse Saw uncle Tom with bald-hdeaded Sally Saw Mary coming and he jumped back in the alley Old Aunt Mary she's-a-built for speed she's got everything that our uncle Tom needs, YES SIR |
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02 Jun 00 - 04:13 PM (#237543) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: Gypsy You haven't lived until you've heard David Grisman and David Garcia do this...have the tape. WONDERFUL! |
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02 Jun 00 - 10:48 PM (#237742) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: Jacob B That's not the way I remember the Holy Modal Rounder's version: Uncle Tom talking to Long Tall Sally He saw Aunt Mary, and he jumped back in the alley Long Tall Sally, she's built for speed She's got everything that your Uncle Tom needs Yes sir! |
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03 Jun 00 - 09:03 AM (#237830) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: Pinetop Slim Little Richard and, bless my white bucks, Pat Boone recorded pretty much those same lyrics as part of "Long Tall Sally" around 1957. It was a good song, but no "Tutti Frutti." |
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10 Apr 01 - 11:24 AM (#437359) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: GUEST,Al Lubanes All I need to make me happy Two little boys a-calling me pappy One named Bill, one named Davy Like their biscuits sopped in gravy Yes Sir! |
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10 Apr 01 - 11:31 AM (#437365) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: kendall I thought that was...hot corn cold corn bring along a "porta John" |
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10 Apr 01 - 05:14 PM (#437613) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: hot corn cold corn bring along ..... From: Chicken Charlie Kendall--"Porta-John?" That's a great Maundegreen. Now for seriousness. Leadbelly did this also; in Southern dialect (Black or Cracker matters not; I'm a Cracker descendant so I can say that) demijohn becomes "Jimmie-John." Leadbelly also sort of "fractured" the lyrics. When he got to the verse Al quoted for us, he sang it:
Two little boys they call me Papa;
Green corn, gwine tell Polly. And that leads to the standard Cracker sop/gravy joke. Several of these things were told to me as if they really happened to relatives and only later did I discover (college education is broadening) that these were like rural urban-legends. Anyway, poor hillbilly goes to slightly more well-to-do home for dinner; comes back; parents or somebody asks how it went. Says, "Oh, twern't nothin'. They had somethin' they called "GRAY-VYE," but it twern't nothin' but common sop." Chickaboom! Someday I might visit Kings County, Alabama, and see for myself. Chicken Charlie |