歌曲名 Jamboree Jones

歌手名 Bing Crosby

作曲：Johnny Mercer

I ll begin the story

Out in West Virginia

In a little college

All the student body

Only cared for football

Never mind the knowledge

Never mind the sheepskin

They preferred the pigskin

Seemed to have it in their bones

They knew all about it

Couldn t do without it

All except a certain Mr Jamboree Jones

He played the clarinet with all his might

He studied night and day he practiced day and night

No runnin up the field for Mr Jones

He d rather run up the scale and down the scale

What tones

Even though his buddies

Always cut their studies

To attend the rallies

While they all were rootin

You could hear him tootin

What s become of Sally

How they used to hate him

Co-eds wouldn t date him

Thought he was an awful bore

But he liked his rhythm

More than being with em

So he d only dreamed in to practice some more

Meanwhile the team marched on to greater fame

Till they were asked to play that famous Rose Bowl game

And on that day of days the students beamed

What did they do when the team marched on the feel

They screamed

Ra ra ra ra

Brum

Startin from the kick-off

They pulled every trick off

But they couldn t win it

Instead of goin forwards

They were goin backwards

Bout a mile a minute

Seein their position

They called intermission

And they heard the referee say

Hey told them seventeen to nothin

Ain t exactly nothin

And you ve only got about a minute to play

And then from the stands there come a distant wail

And it was Jamboree a-swingin hold em yale

And all the students then began to yell

The players marched up the field

And down the field pell mell

Now on a certain West Virginia hill

There stands that college still

Just as it always will

And there s a picture in this hall of fame

You ll see the boy in the frame who won that game

Jamboree Jones is the gentleman s name

Jamboree Jones is the gentleman s name