Tropics After Dark

Song Cycle by Margaret Bonds (1913 - 1972)

. The way we dance in Chicago/Harlem

Language: English 
Ain’t you heard about that music Chicago style.
The kind of music that drives you wild
Ain’t you heard about the way we dance it out
Then lemme tell you what it’s all about

First you grab you gal like a cat, Jack
And jitterbug her lightly then you throw her back
Let her hips swing loos when your moving
Swing most any way long’s you groovin’
You take it slow while get’s way down
You’re feelin’ acrobatic then you throw her ’round
Then you separate and take a solo
That’s the way we dance in Chicago
Jump back and boogie
Aw boogie woogie
Pack a little
Truck a little
Now if any one here is still in doubt,
As to what this jitterbuggin’s all about
I’ll expostulate all that I know
‘Bout the way we dance in Chicago.

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Set by Margaret Bonds (1913 - 1972) [ voice and piano ]

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. Voo doo man

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2. Lonely Little Maiden by the Sea  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
I’ve got two weeks vacation,
But please broadcast to the nation
That I’m not having any fun.
All the other girls seem happy
With boyfriends that are shappy,
But I haven’t got a one.

I’m just a lonely little maiden by the sea.
I haven’t found a living soul to play with me.
All this pretty sand and not a man to hold my hand;
I’m bored stiff all the time- Poor me!
Oh! If this lonely little maiden were to send
A lonely letter to some all alone boyfriend,
Would he pack his bag and hurry here to keep me company?
O’m just a lonely little maiden by the sea.

I’m blue and lonely- Poor me!
I just a lonely little maiden by the sea.

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3. Market day in Martinique

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4. Pretty little flower of the tropics

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5. Sweet nothings in Spanish

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6. When the sun goes down in rhumba land.

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7. Cowboy from South Parkway  [sung text not yet checked]

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I’m a boulevard cowboy,
A Jitney man:
That’s my pedigree.
And I live in the carrie
Forty seventh and Prairie-
Everybody in Chicago knows me.

You can dig me at Ernie’s old chicken shack,
pickin’ bones, you know.
Take my gal to the Regal when I’m hodling plenty Jack,
And make her stay home when her funds are low.

I’m just a cowboy from oatmeal boulevard.

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