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I'll begin the storyOut in West VirginiaIs a little college(Rah, Rah, Rah)All the student bodyOnly cared for footballNever mind the knowledge(Rah, Rah, Rah)Never mind the sheepskinThey preferred the pigskinSeemed to have it in their bonesYeah, they knew all about itCouldn't do without itAll except a certain Mr. Jamboree JonesAnd he played the clarinet with all his mightHe studied night and day, he practiced day and nightNo runnin' up the field for Mr. JonesHe'd rather run up the scale and down the scale,What tones.Even though his buddiesAlways cut their studiesTo attend the rallies(Rah, Rah, Rah)While they all were rootin'You could hear him tootin'Songtexte"What's become of Sally"(Rah, Rah, Rah)How they used to hate himCo-eds wouldn't date himThought he was an awful boreOh, but he liked his rhythmMore than being with 'emSo he'd only turn inFor to practice some moreAnd meanwhile the team marched on to greater fameTill they were asked to play that famous Rose Bowl gameAnd on that day of days the students beamedWhat did they do when the team marched on the sceneI want to tell you ladies and you gentlemen, they screamed.Rah, Rah, Rah, RahBiff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-ohYea-ho, watch 'em goStartin' from the kick-off,They pulled every trick offBut they couldn't win it(No, no, no)Instead of goin' forwardsThey were goin' backwards'Bout a mile a minute(Yeah, yeah, yeah)Seein' their positionThey called intermissionAnd they heard the referee sayHey, seventeen to nothin'Ain't exactly nothin'And you've only got about a minute to playAnd then from the stand there came a distant wailAnd it was Jamboree a-swingin' "Hold 'em Yale"(Bula, bula, bula)And then the students all began to yellThe players marched up the fieldAnd down the field, pell mell.Now on a certain West Virginia hillThere stands that college stillJust as it always willAnd there's a picture in the hall of fameYou'll find the boy in the frame who won the gameJamboree Jones was the gentleman's name. Aus Songtexte Mania