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ROW ROW ROW



Young Johnnie Jones, he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by the score.

But Johnnie was a Wisenheimer you know,
His steady girl was Flo.
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat and they would spoon....












And then he'd row, row, row,
Way up the river
He would row, row, row!
A hug he'd give her,
Then he'd kiss her now and then,
She would tell him when,
He'd fool around and fool around,
And then they'd kiss again!
And then he'd row, row, row,
a little further
He would row, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Then he'd drop both his oars,
take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row!












Right in his boat he had a cute little seat,
And every kiss he stole from Flo was so sweet.
And he knew just how to row,
He was a rowing Romeo.


He knew an Island where the trees were so grand,
He knew just where to land.
Then tales of love he'd tell to Flo
Until it was time for them to go....
And then he'd row, row, row,
Way up the river
He would row, row, row.
A hug he'd give her,
Then he'd kiss her now and then,
She would tell him when,
He'd fool around and fool around,
And then they'd kiss again!














And then he'd row, row, row, a little further
He would row, oh, oh, oh, oh!
With her head on his breast,
Then there's twenty bars rest.
And then he'd row, row, row!









Words by:
William Jerome
Music by:
Jimmie V. Monaco
Introduced in the Ziegfeld Follies of 1912  

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