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Johnny Noiπ Mar 2018
Recorded by Jim Lowe
Written by Fred Hertz and Charles Grean

C         F                C
I took my granny to a hootenanny
        G7                     C         Am
Now her silver hair is hanging down down down
       C                 F           G7
At the age of 93 she can sing in any key
         C                 G7                  C
She’s my hootenanny granny with a banjo on her knee


When the hootenanny came to town
F                            C
I took my gray haired granny down
                                G7
Much to my surprise she dug the scene
    C                           F
She traded in her walking stick for a banjo and a pick
    G7                                    C
And improvised six choruses of Good Night Irene

Repeat #1


She picked the Cotton Fields in G
F                             C
And then she rocked the Lemon Tree
                                       G7
She sang the Foggy Dew from night till dawn
    C
The Kingston Trio is the rage
    F
But add it up they’re not her age
          G7                                       C
She’s the one who knows where all the flowers have gone


She helped Michael row the boat to shore
F                              C
And when they hollered out for more
                                     G7
She sang a verse from Blowing in the Wind
    C
She helped John Henry lay some tracks
       F
Walked along with Reverend Black
          G7                                        C
While the crowd was walking out she sang Walk Right In

          F                C
I took my granny to a hootenanny
        G7                     C         Am
Now her silver hair is hanging down down down

       C                  F              G7
At the age of 93 now it’s Peter Paul and she
         C                 G7                  C   F C
She’s my hootenanny granny with a banjo on her knee
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Brent Kincaid Dec 2015
Ruby Jeffords was cutting a rug
To the music played by hubby Bub.
Four guitars and a moonshine jug,
Bass fiddle made from a wash tub.
And the music they play is not
Headed out for Carnegie Hall.
While it may not be sophisticated
Everyone is having a ball.

There’s two stepping and stomp
And a lot of big cowboy hats.
It’s a country and western romp
And it don’t get better than that.
The fiddle player is sawing
Like he’s cutting a cord of wood.
The onlookers are clapping hands.
They’d all join in if they could.

And the music they play is not
Headed out for Carnegie Hall.
While it may not be sophisticated
Everyone is having a ball.

The dance floor is so crowded
Some people just sit this one out.
But they add to the joy and spirit
Because they clap loud and shout.
They feel the music and tap toes
Falling into the music and beat.
Bub playing, and Ruby dancing
Everybody tapping their feet.

Ruby Jeffords was cutting a rug
To the music played by hubby Bub.
Four guitars and a moonshine jug,
Bass fiddle made from a wash tub.
And the music they play is not
Headed out for Carnegie Hall.
While it may not be sophisticated
Everyone is having a ball.

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