Biografia:
Thomas Andrew "Tom" Lehrer (born 9 April 1928) is an American singer-songwriter, satirist, pianist, and mathematician. He has lectured on mathematics and musical theater.
Before attending college, Lehrer graduated from the Loomis Chaffee School in Windsor, Connecticut. As an undergraduate student at Harvard University, he began to write comic songs to entertain his friends, including Fight Fiercely, Harvard (1945). Those songs later became (in a joking reference to a leading scientific journal, The Physical Review) The Physical Revue.
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Outras músicas:
- Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
- The Element Song
- The Elements Song
- The Hunting Song
- The Masochism Tango
- Vatican Rag
- We Will All Go Together When We Go
- The Elements (Song)
- A Christmas Carol
- Be Prepared
- Fight Fiercely Harvard
- I Got It From Agnes
- I Hold Your Hand In Mine
- I Wanna Go Back To Dixie
- In Old Mexico
- Irish Ballad
- Lobachevsky
- M L F Lullaby
- Masochism Tango
- My Home Town
- National Brotherhood Week
- Pigeons In The Park
- Pollution
- Send The Marines
- Smut
- So Long Mom
- The Folk Song Army
- The Old Dope Peddler
- The Vatican Rag
- The Wild West Is Where I Wanna Be
- The Wild West Is Where I Want To Be
- Wernher Von Braun
- Whatever Became Of Hubert
- Whos Next
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I Wanna Go Back to Dixie
by Tom Lehrer
F7 Bb F7 Bb
I wanna go back to dixie,
Bb7 Eb
Take me back to dear ol' dixie,
Edim Bb Fm G7 C7
That's the only li'l ol' place for li'l ol' me.
F7 Bb Bb7
Ol' times there are not for-gotten,
Eb
Whoppin' slaves and sellin' cotton,
Edim Bb C7 F7
And waitin' for the robert E. Lee.
spoken - (it was never there on time.)
Bb
I'll go back to the swanee,
Bb7
Where pel-lagra makes you scrawny,
Eb Gb/E Bb Bdim F7
And the jasmine and the tear gas spell just fine.
Bb Bbdim F7
I really am a-fixin'
Bb Fm6 G7
To go back where there's no mixin'
C7 F7 Bb F7
Down below that mason-dixon line.
C C C
Poll Tax. How I love ya, How I love ya.
C7 C
My Dear Ole Poll Tax
(SPOKEN)
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Won'tcha come with me to alabammy,
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Back to the arms of my dear ol' mammy,
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Her cookin's lousy and her hands are clammy,
Bb F7 Bb
But what the hell, it's home.
F7 Fdim F7
SUNG - Yes, for paradise the southland is my nominee.
F7 Fdim F7
Jes' give me a ham hock and a grit of hominy.
F7 Bb F7 Bb
I wanna start relaxin'
Bb7 Eb
Down in Birmingham or Jackson.
Edim Bb Fm G7 C7 F7
And have some fun while no one interferes
Bb Bb7
I wanna talk with southern gentlemen
Eb Edim
And put my white sheet on again,
Bb C7 F7
I ain't seen one good lynchin' in years.
Bb
The land of the boll weevil,
Bb7
Where the laws are medieval,
Eb Gb/E Bb Bdim F7
Is callin' me to come and nevermore roam.
Bb Bdim F7
I wanna go back to the southland,
Bb Bdim F7
That "y'all" and "shut-my-mouth" land,
Bb F7 Bb F7/Bb
Be it e--ver
Bb Ab G7
so dec-a-dent,
C7 F7 Bb F7 Bb
There's no place like home.
by Tom Lehrer
F7 Bb F7 Bb
I wanna go back to dixie,
Bb7 Eb
Take me back to dear ol' dixie,
Edim Bb Fm G7 C7
That's the only li'l ol' place for li'l ol' me.
F7 Bb Bb7
Ol' times there are not for-gotten,
Eb
Whoppin' slaves and sellin' cotton,
Edim Bb C7 F7
And waitin' for the robert E. Lee.
spoken - (it was never there on time.)
Bb
I'll go back to the swanee,
Bb7
Where pel-lagra makes you scrawny,
Eb Gb/E Bb Bdim F7
And the jasmine and the tear gas spell just fine.
Bb Bbdim F7
I really am a-fixin'
Bb Fm6 G7
To go back where there's no mixin'
C7 F7 Bb F7
Down below that mason-dixon line.
C C C
Poll Tax. How I love ya, How I love ya.
C7 C
My Dear Ole Poll Tax
(SPOKEN)
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Won'tcha come with me to alabammy,
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Back to the arms of my dear ol' mammy,
Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm
Her cookin's lousy and her hands are clammy,
Bb F7 Bb
But what the hell, it's home.
F7 Fdim F7
SUNG - Yes, for paradise the southland is my nominee.
F7 Fdim F7
Jes' give me a ham hock and a grit of hominy.
F7 Bb F7 Bb
I wanna start relaxin'
Bb7 Eb
Down in Birmingham or Jackson.
Edim Bb Fm G7 C7 F7
And have some fun while no one interferes
Bb Bb7
I wanna talk with southern gentlemen
Eb Edim
And put my white sheet on again,
Bb C7 F7
I ain't seen one good lynchin' in years.
Bb
The land of the boll weevil,
Bb7
Where the laws are medieval,
Eb Gb/E Bb Bdim F7
Is callin' me to come and nevermore roam.
Bb Bdim F7
I wanna go back to the southland,
Bb Bdim F7
That "y'all" and "shut-my-mouth" land,
Bb F7 Bb F7/Bb
Be it e--ver
Bb Ab G7
so dec-a-dent,
C7 F7 Bb F7 Bb
There's no place like home.
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