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Jug Band Music

I was down in Savannah, eatin' cream and bananas
When the heat just made me faint
I began to get cross-eyed, I thought I was lost, I'd
Begun to see things as they ain't
As the relatives gathered to see what's the matter
The doctor came to see was I dyin'
But the doctor said, "Give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine"

I was told a little tale about a skinny-as-a-rail
Eight-foot cowboy with a headache
He was hung up in the desert swattin' rats and tryin' to get
A drink of water with his knees a-gettin' mud-caked
And I'll tell you in a sentence how he stumbled in to Memphis,
Tennessee, hardly crawlin', lookin' dust-baked
We gave him a little water, a little bit of wine
He opened up his eyes, but they didn't seem to shine
Then the doctor said, "Give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine"


So if you ever get sickly, get Sis to run quickly
To the dusty closet shelf
And pull out a washboard, and play a guitar chord
And do a little do-it-yourself
And call on your neighbors to put down their labors
And come and play the hardware in time
'Cause the doctor said, "Give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine"


I was floatin' in the ocean greased with suntan lotion
When I got wiped out by a beach boy
He was surfin' when he hit me but jumped off his board to get me
And he dragged me by the armpit like a child's toy
As we staggered into land with all the waiters eatin' sandwiches
He tried to mooch a towel from the hoi polloi
He emptied out his eardrums, I emptied out mine
And everybody knows that the very last line
Is "the doctor said, 'Give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine'"