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Take Me Back to The Land of Jazz
Old-Time and Jazz song; Words and melody by Edgar Leslie/ Bert Kalmar, 1919
ARTIST: Lowes Stokes of Skillet Lickers
CATEGORY: Fiddle and Instrumental Tunes
EARLIEST DATE: 1919
RECORDING INFO: Take Me to that Land of Jazz - Leslie, Edgar/Kalmer, Bert
Document 8045, “Lowe Stokes, Vol. 1: 1927-1930” (reissue)
Arkansas Sheiks. Whiskey Before Breakfast, Bay 204, LP (1975), trk# 17
Bookbinder, Roy; and Fats Kaplan. Git-Fiddle Shuffle, Blue Goose 2018, LP (1975), trk# B.01
Delaware Water Gap. From the Rivers of Babylon to the Land of Jazz, Kicking Mule KM 205, LP (1979), trk# B.02
Stokes, Lowe; & His North Georgians. Old Time Mountain Guitar, County 523, LP (1972), trk# 10 [1926-30]
SOURCES: Kuntz; Levy; Mudcat
NOTES: Lowe Stokes (1898-1983) was a north Georgia fiddler who was a member of the famous Skillet Lickers but who also fronted his own bands and made recordings in his own name. The song was recorded by Stokes in 1928, fronting a band that included fellow fiddler Clayton McMichen, who sang on this tune with jazzy guitar licks by Perry Bechtel.
TAKE ME TO THE LAND OF JAZZ- Lowe Stokes
(Edgar Leslie / Bert Kalmar, 1919)
It was down in Tennessee
That the Jazzy melody,
Originated then waited for popularity;
Now in every cabaret,
It's the only thing they play,
I love to hear it, must be near it;
That's why I say:
There is music in each breeze
Even tombones grow on trees,
You hear 'em moaning and groaning their tuneful harmonies;
Every cotton planter's son,
When he meets his lovin' "hon,"
Is simply pestered and requested;
To join the fun.
"Take me to the Land of Jazz,
Let me hear the kind of blues that Memphis has;
I want to step,
To a tune that's full of ginger and pep;
Pick 'em up and lay 'em down,
Learn to Razmataz,
Let me give you a warning,
We won't get home until morning;
'Cause everybody's full of Jazzbo;
In the lovin' Land of Jazz."
CHORDS: TAKE ME TO THE LAND OF JAZZ
(Edgar Leslie / Bert Kalmar, 1919)
C D7 G7 Am
It was down in Tennessee
C D7 G7 Am
That the Jazzy melody,
C Cdim D7 D7 F+5 D7 C D9 G7
Origina---ted then wait-ed for popularity;
C D7 G7 Am
Now in every cabaret,
C D7 G7 Am
It's the only thing they play,
C A7
I love to hear it, must be near it;
D
That's why I say:
C
Take me to the Land of Jazz,
D7
Let me hear the kind of blues that Memphis has;
G7
I want to step,
D7 D7b5 G7
To a tune that's full of ginger and pep;
C
Pick 'em up and lay 'em down,
Am E7 Am Dm E7
Learn to Raz ma taz,
A7
Let me give you a warning,
D7 G7
We won't get home until morning;
C
'Cause everybody's full of Jazzbo;
G7 C
In the lovin' Land of Jazz."
There is music in each breeze
Even trombones grow on trees,
You hear 'em moaning and groaning their tuneful harmonies;
Every cotton planter's son,
When he meets his lovin' "hon,"
Is simply pestered and requested;
To join the fun.
Chord Version in G:
A7 / D7 / G / / / (no minor!)
A7 / D7 / G / / /
C#dim7/ / / C#dim7/ / /
A7/ / / / D7 / / /
A7 D7 G
A7 D7 G
G / / / G / / / /
A7/ / / D7/ / /
G / / / /G / / /
A7 / / / a7/ / /
D / / / D / / /
A7 / / / D / / /
G / / / G / / /
C / / / B7/ / /
A7/ / / A7/ / /
D7 / / / D7 / / /
G / / / E7/ / /
A7 / D7/ G / / /
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