Coaling up in Colon town : song / lyric by Raymond Egan music by Richard A. Whiting
MLA Citation
Whiting, Richard A., 1891-1938. “Coaling up in Colon town : song / lyric by Raymond Egan music by Richard A. Whiting.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/31431. Accessed 28 Mar. 2024.
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Title | Coaling up in Colon town : song / lyric by Raymond Egan music by Richard A. Whiting |
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Subject | Popular music -- 1911-1920 |
Description | For voice and piano |
Caption title | |
Cover illustrated by Starmer | |
Back cover: Excerpt of How's every little thing in Dixie | |
Creator | Whiting, Richard A., 1891-1938 |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | New York : Jerome H. Remick & Co. |
Date | 1916 |
Contributor | Starmer. Illustrator. |
Egan, Raymond B., 1890-1952. Lyricist. | |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 01161 |
285-2 Jerome H. Remick | |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/31431 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: See the people flocking from miles around |
First line of chorus: Coaling up in Colon town, ev'rybody's happy | |
References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu/record=b2354773~S9 |
VERSE 01: See the people flocking from miles around/When the man of war land in Colon Town/See the ladies dress’d for a tango treat,/”All hands ashore”/And bring your dancing feet./Hear those sweet guitars,/Thank your lucky stars/You’re with the jolly tars/After CHORUS: Coaling up in Colon Town/Ev’rybody’s happy,/Feeling mighty snappy/Dancing at the barbecues/Where they use their dancing shoes to shoo away the blues/When the banjo band begins to play/You’ll simply throw your dignity away,/[You’ll step right out so pretty/To a tango ditty,/You’ll walk the “dog and pigeon”/Then you’ll lose religion,]/After Coaling up in Colon Town VERSE 02: See the Captain dance with a rango “dream.”/Dipping round the floor like a submarine/See the cabin boy step a foxy trot,/He’s gliding ‘round/Just like an old dreadnaught./Watch the old first mate/Try to syncopate,/Horn pipes out of date,/After | |
Original Format | 1 score (3 pages) 35 cm |