A popular song from 1917
Words by Harry DeCosta
Music by Original Dixieland Jazz Band
Arranged by Frank E. Barry
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Long ago ‘way down in the jungle
Someone got an inspiration for a tune
And that jingle brought from the jungle
Became famous mighty soon
Thrills and chills it sends thru you
Hot! so hot, it burns you too
Tho’ it’s just the growl of the tiger
It was written in a syncopated way
More and more they howl for the “Tiger”
Everywhere you go today they’re shoutin’
Chorus
Where’s that Tiger, Where’s that Tiger
Where’s that Tiger, where’s that Tiger
Hold that Tiger, Hold that Tiger
Hold that Tiger
Choke him, poke him, kick him, and soak him
Where’s that Tiger, Where’s that Tiger
Where, oh where can he be?
Low or Highbrow, they all cry now
“Please play that Tiger Rag for me”
Interlude
Lay right on that jungle serenade
There’s no greater melody played
Shoot those low notes
Fast and slow notes
‘Til that Tiger has been slayed
Whip it hard ’til it moans
Whip it hard ’til it groans
Let ‘er rip, start to clip its claws
Leader man on your feet
Leader man, start to beat
That old Tiger, if you want applause, Oh!