I had a serious adventure with a musical teacher.
Oh Lord,
I had a serious adventure with a musical teacher.
The first thing she taught me was proper fingering.
With the rhythm and the techniques,
how to swing.
But the highlights of everything was
every night I had to jive on she mandolin.
She was a dangerous instructor when it
came to the crotchet and the quaver.
But in the flat and the sharp keys,
don't talk how I handle them with ease.
In the minor she had me trembling,
but in the major boy I had her grumbling.
And so the highlights of everything was
every night I had to jive on she mandolin.
Now I found she was drastic.
I don't know why she kept me from the classic.
When I put my
hand on the keyboard,
I always touch an augmented chord.
I, for example, was strictly musical,
but she meant romance in general.
And so the highlights of everything was
every night I had to jive on she mandolin.
Now she said to me,
Duke of Iron,
let us try another progression.
She said, I'll teach you a duet.
And this is one you can't forget.
She went so fast that I couldn't remember
if I was playing in major or minor.
She said,
you'll soon be graduating because you
really let you jive on me mandolin.