That's a well-known phrase
But your heart becomes
Full of kettle drums
When the sweet potato piper plays
Go on, throw your hat up
Shout a few hoorays
Cause you can't hold back
You're a jumping jack
When the sweet potato piper plays...
Though it's not a magic flute
There's a fascinating toot
It's not exactly beautiful
It's sort of like an' I don't know
I guess you'd call it cute!
Sunbeams try new dance steps
Songbirds sound their a's
And the world joins in
With a great big grin
When the sweet potato piper plays!
(whistle whistle whistle)
Hello there, Texas, whatcha say?
How come you're whistling
Why don't you play?
I've been messing with this Sweet Potato all day long
I can't make it play
What goes, what's wrong?
You're crazy, Texas
You're outta your mind
You can't blow that
That's the eatin' kind!
But them baby rug-cutters down Texas way
They been blowin' on Sweet Potatoes
And really make 'em play!
Why don't you stick to your saxophone, man?
You oughta know you can't jam on a yam...!
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"Sweet Potato Piper" as written by James V Monaco Johnny Burke
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