The Real American Folk Song

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Near Barcelona the peasant croons The old traditional Spanish tunes The Neapolitan street song sighs You think of Italian skies Each nation has a creative vein Originating a native strain With folk songs plaintive and others gay In their own peculiar way American folk songs, I feel Have a much stronger appeal [Chorus] The real American folk song is a rag A mental jag A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues The critics called it a joke song, but now They've changed their tune And they like it somehow For it's inoculated With a syncopated Sort of meter Sweeter Than a classic strain Boy, you can't remain Still and quiet For it's a riot The real American folk song Is like a fountain of youth You taste and it elates you And then invigorates you The real American folk song A masterstroke song Is a rag! [Piano Solo] [Chorus] The real American folk song is a rag A mental jag A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues The critics called it a joke song, but now They've changed their tune And they like it somehow For it's inoculated With a syncopated Sort of meter Sweeter Than a classic strain Boy, you can't remain Still and quiet For it's a riot The real American folk song Is like a fountain of youth You taste and it elates you And then invigorates you The real American folk song Is a rag!
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Credits
- Writers
- George Gershwin
- Ira Gershwin