[Interloc'ter:]
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Ladies and gentlemen, be seated
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Mister Bones, Mister Bones
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How do you feel, Mister Bones?
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[Bones:]
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Rattlin'!
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[Interloc'ter:]
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Mister Bones feels rattlin'!
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Ha, ha, ha, ha, that's a good one
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Tell a little story, Mister Bones
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[Chorus:]
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Tell a little story, Mister Bones
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[Bones:]
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How can you keep an angry dog from biting you on Monday?
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[Interloc'ter:]
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That joke is old, the answer is to kill the dog on Sunday
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[Bones:]
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That's not the way to keep a dog from biting you on Monday
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[Interloc'ter:]
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How would you bring the thing about?
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[Bones:]
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Have the doggie's teeth pulled out!
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[Interloc'ter:]
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Oh, Mister Bones, that's terrible!
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[Chorus:]
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Yes, Mister Bones, that's terrible!
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[Interloc'ter:]
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And now we'll hear the ballad singer's pet
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A song we'll ne'er forget
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By the barnyard quartette
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[Quartette:]
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Yes, my darling, you shall be, shall be
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Always young and fair to me
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That's a song that never will grow old
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"Silver threads among the gold"
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[Tambo:]
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Mister Interloc'ter
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[Interloc'ter:]
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What is wrong with you?
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[Tambo:]
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I know of a doctor
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[Interloc'ter:]
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Tell about him, do
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[Tambo:]
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Sad to say, one day he fell
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Right into a great big well
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[Interloc'ter:]
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That's too bad
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[Tambo:]
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It serves him right
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[Interloc'ter:]
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Why speak in such a tone?
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[Tambo:]
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He should have attended to the sick
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And let the well alone
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[Quartette:]
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That's a joke that was told
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By the minstrel men we miss
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When Georgie Primrose used to sing
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And dance to a song like this:
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Follies Minstrels
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| Irving Berlin |
