the real american folk song

Lyrics

near barcelona, the peasant crooned, the old traditional spanish tunes, the neapolitan street song sighs, you think of italian skys, each nation has a creative vein, originating a native strain, with folk songs plaintive and others gay, in their own peculiar way, american folk songs, i feel, have a much stronger appeal, the real american folksong is a rag, a mental jag, a rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues, the critics called it a "joke song" but now, they've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow, for it's innoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter, than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot, the real american folksong, is like a fountain of youth, you taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you, the real american folksong, the masses coaxed on, is a rag, the real american folksong is a rag, a mental jag, a rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues, the critics called it a "joke song" but now, they've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow, for it's innoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter, than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot, the real american folksong, is like a fountain of youth, you taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you, the real american folksong, is a rag