Alabama Jubilee

Well, you ought to see Deacon Jones As he rattles his bones Old Partson Brown jumping around like some kinda clown Ol' Angel mama she done past 103 Shoutin' out "I'm full o'pep" Grab a wheel and help yourself Well, one legged Joe jumpin' around on his sore toe Threw away his crutch and hollered, "Toe ain't sore no more" Ah well, it's hail, hail, the gang's all here For the Alabama Jubilee Watch it, son Well, you ought to see Deacon Jones As he rattles all his bones Old Partson Brown jumpin' around like a clown Ol' Angel mama, she done past 83 Shoutin' out "I'm full o'pep" Grab a wheel and help yourself One legged Joe jumpin' around on his toe Throw away his crutch, hollered, "Where did it go?" Well, it's hail, hail, the gang is all here For the Alabama Jubilee, son Take it home, son