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Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sang was this
Ah!
Poor Johnny One-Note sang out with gusto
And just overlorded the place
Poor Johnny One-Note yelled willy-nilly
Until he was blue in the face
For holding one note was his ace
Couldn't hear the brass
Couldn't hear the drum
He was in a class
By himself, by gum
Poor Johnny One-Note got in Aida
Indeed a great chance to be brave
He took his one note, howled like the north wind
Brought forth wind that made critics rave
While Verdi turned 'round in his grave
Couldn't hear the flute
Or the big trombone
Everyone was mute
Johnny stood alone
Cats and dogs stopped yapping
Lions in the zoo
All were jealous of Johnny's big trill
Thunder claps stopped clapping
Traffic ceased its roar
And they tell us Niagara stood still
He stopped the train whistles
Boat whistles, steam whistles
Cop whistles, all whistles
Bow to his skill
Ah!
Sing, Johnny One-Note, sing out with gusto
And just overload all the crowd
So sing, Johnny One-Note, out loud
Sing, Johnny One-Note
Sing, Johnny One-Note, out loud!



Авторы: Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart Copyright: Chappell & Co., Inc., Williamson Music Company


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