Tablature lydia the tattooed lady - Scuba Divers

          



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  Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 10:53:27 -0700

  From: John Blair <jwblair@ix.netcom.com>

  Subject: m/misc_soundtrack/lydia_the_tattooed_lady.crd

  

  Lydia The Tattooed Lady

  Music by Harold Arlen

  Lyrics by E.Y. Harburg

  

  As sung by J. Cheever Loophole (Groucho Marx) in "At the Circus"

  

  Note: MP2 and WAV versions of this song can be found at:

  http://mems.ee.cornell.edu/~mbw/lydia.html

  

  Transcription and any errors by jwblair@ix.netcom.com

  

  (Intro dialog)

  Chico: Folks, I wanna you should meet my pal,

         my *best* friend. (What's your name again?)

  

  Groucho: Loophole.

  

  Chico: Glad to know ya.

  

  Groucho: It's your pleasure.

  

  Ah this meeting brings back memories--

  childhood days! lemonade!! romance!

  

  My life was wrapped around the circus--

  her name was Lydia. I met her at the World's

  Fair in 1900, marked down from 1940. Ah Lydia.

  

  

  (ad lib sung/spoken)

  She was the most glorious creature under the sun.

  Weiss(?)!, DuBarry(?)! Garbo! Rolled into one.

  

  Ahhhhh...

  

  

  C

  Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?

                     G

  Lydia the tattooed lady

  F       C         F       C

  She has eyes that folks adore so

  F     Dm    F    Dm

  And a torso even more so

  C

  Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia

                            F

  Oh Lydia, the queen of tattoo

         Dm

  On her back is the Battle of Waterloo

  F

  Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus, too

      C                       F

  And proudly above waves the red, white and blue

          C       G        C

  You can learn a lot from Lydia

  

  C

  (la la la, la la la)

  C

  (la la la, la la la)

  

  Eb

  When her robe is unfurled, she will show you the world

                     Bb

  If you step up and tell her where

  

  For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree

                             Eb

  Or Washington crossing the Delaware

  

  Eb

  (la la la, la la la)

  C

  (la la la, la la la)

  

  C

  Ah Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?

                        G

  Oh Lydia the tattooed lady

  F        C       F     C

  When her muscles start relaxin'

  F      Dm         F      Dm

  Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson

  C

  Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia

                              F

  Oh Lydia, the queen of them all

      Dm

  For two bits she will do a mazurka in jazz

         F

  With a view of Niagara that nobody has

      C                       F

  And on a clear day, you can see Alcatraz

          C       G        C

  You can learn a lot from Lydia

  

  C

  (la la la, la la la)

  Eb

  (la la la, la la la)

  

  Eb

  Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso

                                    Bb

  Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso

  

  Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon

                             Eb

  Here's Godiva but with her pajamas on

  

  Eb

  (la la la, la la la)

  Eb

  (la la la, la la la)

  

  Eb

  Here is Grover Whelan unveilin' the Tri-lon

                                          Bb

  Over on the west coast we have Treasure Isle-on

  

  Here's Nijinski a-doin' the rumba

                             Eb

  Here's her social security numbah

  

  Eb

  (Whistling instead of singing la la la...)

  C

  (Whistling instead of singing la la la...)

  

  C

  Ah Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia

                              F

  Oh Lydia, the champ of them all

      Dm

  She once swept an admiral clear off his feet

      F

  The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat

      C                        F

  And now the old boy's in command of the fleet

         C        G       C

  For he went and married Lydia

  

  C

  I said Lydia

  He said Lydia

  They said Lydia

  We said Lydia

  La-la!

  

   


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 Lydia the tattooed lady, de Scuba divers 

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