BANDLEADER
(opening monologue)
Oh the little house lay in a green Texas glade where the,
Trees were as cooling as fresh lemonade.
Soft summer wind held a trace of perfume.
And a fan was turning in every room.
BANDLEADER
(add )
Twenty fans were turning
They were turning
Twenty fans were turning
In every room
Fevers were-a burning
The were burning
And they had to have-a
Way to cool down.
(spoken monologue)
BANDLEADER
It had nice watermelons all covered in vines.
And-a vegetable garden, a few slender pines.
White painted fence, with the roses in bloom.
And a fan was turning in every room
BANDLEADER
(add )
Twenty fans were humming
They were humming
Twenty fans were humming
In every room
Customers were coming
They were coming
And they had to have-a
Way to cool down.
(spoken monologue)
Twenty fans were turning
They were turning
Twenty fans were turning
In every room
Fevers were-a burning
They were burning
And they had to have-a
Way to cool down
Twenty fans were turning
They were turning
Twenty fans were turning
In every room
Customers were coming
They were coming
And they had to have-a
Way to cool down
Twenty fans were turning
They were turning
Twenty fans were turning
In every room
Fevers were-a burning
They were burning
And they had to have-a
Way to cool down
Writer(s): Carol Grisham Hall
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