Goofus

I was born on a farm out in Iowa
 A flaming youth I was bound I would fly away
 I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
 Can't read notes, but I play anything by ear
 I made up tunes on the sounds that I used to hear
 When I'd start to play folks to say
 Sounds a little goofus to me
 Corn fed chords appeal to me
 I like rustic harmony
 Hold a note and change the key
 Hey but that's goofus
 Not according to the rules
 That you learned in music schools
 But the folks just dance like fools
 They sure go for goofus
 Got a job but I just couldn't keep it long
 The leader said that I played all the music wrong
 So I stepped out with an outfit of my own
 Got together a new kind of orchestra
 And we all played just the same goofus harmony
 And I must admit we made a hit
 Goofus has been lucky for me
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 Got together a new kind of orchestra
 And we all played just the same goofus harmony
 And I must admit we made a hit
 Goofus has been lucky for me
 Goofus has been lucky for me
 Goofus has been lucky for me