# | Title | Principal Artiste | Composers | Lyricist / Date written | Place | Date recorded | Matrix | Label&cat.no. | Additional Information |
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230 | The Village Jazz Band | Billy Hill & his Boys | Malvern / Hill / Edbrooks | w/m `30 | London | December 18, 1930 | GB-2418-2 | Dec F-2172 | As above. |
Billy Hill & his Boys
I've just returned to my home town
Haven't been there for a while
Felt so strange, the beer changed
The change just made me smile
The boys have formed an old jazz band
And it's beyond compare
The harmonies, then change of key
Were more than I could bare
The lads from the village
Have formed a jazz band
Some things aren't different at all
Jack and Glamorgan play the mahorgan
Never need to make it to the moan?
Old farmer Griddle, plays on the fiddle
The banjo player sounds fine
The xylophone just kicked
The accordion’s a hick
That's what formed the village jazz band
They play like this....
Then like this *****
The xylophone plays a pinkly tune
The mouth organ moans
The accordion groans
It sound exactly like this....
The buzz of the cone
Blends with the fiddle just so
The jews harp pumps
The banjo player strums
That's what makes their jazz band go
Old farmer Griddle, plays on the fiddle
The banjo player sounds fine
The xylophone just kicked
The accordion’s a hick
That's what formed the village jazz band
Hot Dog!