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C Saturday night and your bored with the telly G CI’ll tell you where you can swing some jellyC G C Not a bar or a pub or a club at all - hop on down to the village hallC G C GYou will be in ecstasy - never need to drop an eC Dm D GNot from the garage it’s a sound from the grave….C GGet up on the floor be a man or a mouse and dance to the English country CHouse F-It’s never funky CIts never boogie D GAnd moreover - its never bossa novaCC’mon mum and dad and the girls and the fellows G Cand dance up and down to the English bellowsC’mon mum and dad and the girls and the fellows and dance up and down to the English bellows It’s not like the fiddle or the banjo when you pick it It’s more like a game of English cricketNot too fast and not too slow as round and round the floor you goThe caller shouts a lot - the drummer (gives it) all he’s got Not very cool but the kids are on the floor….Don’t salsa or twist or jive to Bill HaleyDance to the sound of an English ceilidh….. -It’s never funky etc The bellows are made from leather and card to push them in is not that hardBut when you pull em out Mr Hohner I quote:“I made it play a different note”Take your choice from just two keys go and give the box a squeezeTreble and bass one each sideThe sound that it makes is reedy and wheezyBut the honking sound makes dancing easy -It’s never funky etc Lets have a thrash through Roger De CoverleyGet on the floor its really lovelyDon’t be a wallflower don’t be a shy one wear your sandals and a shirt of nylonDance away to Astley’s ride you can join a Morris sideDo a cool southern hop step tooYou’ll run around you’ll sweat plenty - dancing to the beat of 1820 -It’s never funky etc |
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