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First you take a drum beat

And then you add a clarinet

You sweeten with a trombone

Then let the other cats get set

Season with a sprinkling of Gabriel's horn

And presto

A song is born

Blind man stood on the way

and cried!

The blind man stood on the way

and cried!

Cried

Well, old blind Barnabas

Stood on the way

Blind Barnabas stood on the way

Well, old blind Barnabas

Stood on the way crying

Oh, Lordie have mercy on me

Well, in my God's bible in the book of James

Christ was a-healing the cripple and the lame

Giving the poor and the needy a break

Healing the sick and raising the dead

Well, they tell me when he passed through Galilee

He passed by a man that couldn't see

The man was blind and crippled from birth

Tell me that his name was blind Barnabas

When Barnabas heard that my lord was nigh

He fell on his knees and began to cry

Crying '"Oh, thou man of Galilee

'"Great God a mighty have mercy on me...'"

Daddy-O, I'm gonna teach you some blues

From now on That's all you'll be able to use

Do you hear me, Daddy-O?

I'm gonna teach you some blues

However you wanted it I sang your song

Whenever you wanted me I tagged along

But that lipstick on your shirt isn't mine

So I'm getting off It's the end of the line

Do you hear me, Daddy-O

I'm gonna teach you some blues

He told you that a woman was his religion

But I didn't hear him mention that he meant them all

So now while you're concerned You're just a dead pigeon

Well, I've got to be the only filly in the stall

You've got a lot of fish a-waiting round to nibble

And your baby's got a line that they can't overload

So, Baby-O, you're hardly in the mood to quiver

You'll make me very happy if you hit the road

You gave me the runaround and that was wrong

You wanted to run around so run along

If we never meet again, it's too soon

And I'll make a bet you'll be changing your tune

Do you hear me, Daddy-O?

I'm gonna teach you some blues

However you wanted it I sang your song

Whenever you wanted me I tagged along

But that lipstick on your shirt isn't mine

So I'm getting off It's the end of the line

Do you hear me, Daddy-O?

I'm gonna teach you some blues!

I'll teach you

I'll teach you

I'll teach you

I'm gonna teach you some blues

- Mockingbird - Mockingbird

- Sang at morn - Sang at morn

- And a song was born - And a song was born

- Mockingbird - Mockingbird

- Sang at morn - Sang at morn

- And a song was born - And a song was born

Then, the beat returned.

Well, the mockingbird

- Mockingbird - Mockingbird

Oh, mockingbird

- Well, Lord looked down - Well, Lord looked down

- And he gave the word - And he gave the word

- And the angels put a song - And the angels put a song

- In the mockingbird - In the mockingbird

- When man was born - When man was born

- He liked what he heard - He liked what he heard

- And sang to the Lord - And sang to the Lord

- With the mockingbird - With the mockingbird

Singing, Lord, hear me

Well, he sang to the Lord With the mockingbird

Praise be

- And the good Lord - And the good Lord

- Liked everything he heard - Liked everything he heard

They took the tune and the words

Right from the mockingbirds

That's how a song was born

And then a soft evening breeze

Hummed through the willow trees

That's how a song was born

The tinkling rain from the sky became a lullaby

And the blues must have come from a sigh

And when two hearts beat in time

Bluebells began to chime

That's how a song was born

They took a beat and made it reet

They took a beat and brought it down to Basin Street

Now we got it jumpin'

Satchmo, get on that horn

Let's hear, let's hear

Let's hear how jazz was born

One, two, three, four.

They took a reet jungle beat

Brought it to Basin Street

And that's how jazz was born

And then someone played a wail

All up and down the scale

And that's how jazz was born

They simply played what they liked

As long as it would fit

If it just had a beat

That was it

And when a horn gave a scream

They took it as a theme

And that's how jazz was born

Daily racing form selections Post positions and the odds

Weather raining, and it's muddy and the track is very slow

I think I like Sad Sack

It says he worked a mile in 1.;57 flat

Too bad he scratched

Oh, why did poor old Sad Sack have to go

- Why did poor old Sad Sack - Why did poor old Sad Sack

- Have to go get scratched - Have to go get scratched

Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, yap yap Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, yap yap

Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, yap yap

- Who's ahead? Who's ahead? - Gallorett's in front

- By a nose - By a neck

By half a length

Man O' War's at the clubhouse turn

Flying Schmo's last

Forty lengths behind

- Run, run, run, run - Run, run, run, run

- Go, go, go, go - Go, go, go, go

- Run, run, Honeymoon - Run, run, Honeymoon

Oh Genevieve

Sweet Genevieve

The days may come

The days may go

But still the hands of memory weave

The blissful dreams

Of long ago

Please go on.

Oh Genevieve

Sweet Genevieve

Thank you. Thank you so much.

The days may come

The days may go

But still the hands

Of memory weave

The blissful dreams

Of long ago

Flying Schmo's last

Forty lengths behind

Well Joshua fit the battle around Jericho

Around Jericho Around Jericho

Joshua fit the battle around Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

God knows then Joshua fit the battle around Jericho

Around Jericho Around Jericho

Yes, Joshua fit the battle around Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

Good morning, sister Mary

Good morning, brother John

I just want to stop and tell you

Just how I came along

You've heard about good old Joshua

Well, he was the son of none

And he never stopped his working

Well, until his work was done

Joshua fit the battle around Jericho Around Jericho