Sissle & Blake — Bandana Days

[Verse] Why, the dearest days of my life Were Bandana days, Bandana days Though filled with turmoil, trouble, and strife Dearest memories will live always [Chorus] In those dear old Bandana days Cane and cotton, never forgotten, Bandana days And those quaint old Bandana ways When our dads were courting our dear mammies They were sure some bashful sammies And in all their Bandana plays With the banjo strummin', they’d be humming Bandana lays In the pale moon light, they'd swing left and right Those dear old Bandana days [Interlude] Here's a slow but old plantation breakdown, yippee! Everybody get your partner All hands to the center, yes sir Back again! Swing your partner! Lookout, Sister Jones, you sure is struttin’ your stuff, yippee! Back there to the right... Hot dog, look at Deacon Jones, done lost all his men Back there to the left Get out and play, old boy, you wrote it, ha ha Swing your partner! Look out there, Brother Abraham, don't squeeze that sister so tight Uh huh, there, now I thought so, there goes the light, hmm, hmm Can you beat that? Now who put out that light Well, sir, everybody for themselves, 'cause I'm gone, yippee! Yessir, long gone Thataboy, you can't beat 'em, I tell you [Chorus] Oh, dear old, dear old Bandana days Cane and cotton, never forgotten, Bandana Days And those quaint old Bandana ways When our dads were courting our dear mammies They were sure some bashful sammies And in all them Bandana plays With the banjo strummin', they'd be humming, Bandana lays In the pale moon light, they’d swing left and right In those dear old Bandana days