文本歌词

Jamboree Jones - Johnny Mercer/Jo Stafford/The Pied Pipers
I'll begin the story
Out in West Virginia
In a little college
All the student body
Only cared for football
Never mind the knowledge
Never mind the sheepskin
They preferred the pigskin
Seemed to have it in their bones
They knew all about it
Couldn't do without it
All except a certain Mr Jamboree Jones
He played the clarinet with all his might
He studied night and day he practiced day and night
No runnin' up the field for Mr Jones
He'd rather run up the scale and down the scale
What tones
Even though his buddies
Always cut their studies
To attend the rallies
While they all were rootin'
You could hear him tootin'
What's become of Sally
How they used to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
But he liked his rhythm
More than being with 'em
So he'd only dreamed in to practice some more
Meanwhile the team marched on to greater fame
Till they were asked to play that famous Rose Bowl game
And on that day of days the students beamed
What did they do when the team marched on the feel
They screamed
Ra ra ra ra
Brum
Startin' from the kick-off
They pulled every trick off
But they couldn't win it
Instead of goin' forwards
They were goin' backwards
'Bout a mile a minute
Seein' their position
They called intermission
And they heard the referee say
Hey told them seventeen to nothin'
Ain't exactly nothin'
And you've only got about a minute to play
And then from the stands there come a distant wail
And it was Jamboree a-swingin' hold 'em yale
And all the students then began to yell
The players marched up the field
And down the field pell mell
Now on a certain West Virginia hill
There stands that college still
Just as it always will
And there's a picture in this hall of fame
You'll see the boy in the frame who won that game
Jamboree Jones is the gentleman's name
Jamboree Jones is the gentleman's name