Pinwheel of Death

Michael Behymer


SONGS

Writers W.C. Handy

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Jazz Standard, Instrumental, Americana

Recorded 2013

Lyrics verse 1:
OLD BEEBE HAD
THREE FULL GROWN SONS,
BUSTER, BILL AND BEE,
AND BUSTER
WAS THE BLACK SHEEP
OF THE BEEBE FAMILY -
THEY TRIED THEIR BEST
TO BREAK HIM
OF HIS ROUGH
AND ROWDY WAYS,
AT LAST
THEY HAD TO GET
A JUDGE
TO GIVE HIM
NINETY DAYS.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 2:
THIS BLACK SHEEP
WAS A TERROR,
OH!
AND SUCH A RAM
WAS HE,
THAT EVERY COPPER
KNEW BY HEART
HIS RAMBLING PEDIGREE.
AND WHEN
HE TOOK HIS LADDER OUT
TO GO
AND PAINT THE TOWN,
THEY HAD TO TAKE
THEIR MEGAPHONES
TO CALL THE RAMBLER
DOWN.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 3:
HE RAMBLED
IN A SWELL HOTEL,
HIS APPETITE WAS STOUT,
WHEN HE REFUSED
TO PAY HIS BILL
THE LANDLORD
KICKED HIM OUT.
HE REACHED
TO STRIKE HIM
WITH A BRICK,
BUT WHEN
HE WENT TO STOOP,
THE LANDLORD
KICKED HIM
IN THE PANTS
AND MADE HIM
LOOP THE LOOP.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 4:
HE RAMBLED
IN A GAMBLING HOUSE,
TO GAMBLE
ON THE GREEN,
BUT THERE
THEY SHOWED
THE RAM A TRICK
THAT HE
HAD NEVER SEEN.
HE LOST HIS ROLL
AND JEWELRY,
AND NEARLY
LOST HIS LIFE,
HE LOST THE CAR
THAT TOOK HIM HOME,
AND THEN
HE LOST HIS WIFE.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 5:
HE RAMBLED
THROUGH THE TUNNEL
ONCE ON BOARD
A MOVING TRAIN,
ANOTHER TRAIN
CAM RAMBLING IN,
AND RAMMED HIM
OUT AGAIN.
IT RAMMED HIM
JUST A BLOCK,
AND THEN,
THEY CAUGHT HIM
ON THE FLY,
AND WITH A TOM
OF DYNAMITE
THEY RAMMED HIM
TO THE SKY.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 6:
HE RAMBLED
TO AN IRISH WAKE
ON ONE
SAINT PATRICK'S NIGHT,
THEY ASKED HIM
WHAT HE'D LIKE TO DRINK
THEY MEANT
TO TREAT HIM RIGHT.
BUT LIKE
THE OLD
KILKENNY CATS,
THEIR BACKS
BEGAN TO ARCH,
WHEN HE CALLED
FOR ORANGE PHOSPHATE,
ON THE SEVENTEENTH
OF MARCH.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.

verse 7:
HE RAMBLED
TO THE RACES,
TO MAKE
A GALLERY BET,
HE BACKED A HORSE
NAMED HYDRANT,
AND HYDRANT'S
RUNNING YET.
HE WOULD
HAVE HAD
TO WALK
BACK HOME,
HIS FRIENDS
ALL FROM HIM HID,
BY LUCK
HE MET
OLD GEORGE SEDAM,
IT'S A DAMN GOOD THING
HE DID.

Chorus:
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED ALL AROUND,
IN AND OUT THE TOWN,
OH! DIDN'T HE RAMBLE,
RAMBLE?
HE RAMBLED
'TILL THE BUTCHERS
CUT HIM DOWN.
 

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