Stompin' Tom Connors - Polka Playin' Henry lyrics

Come and listen to the music of the Northern Land The hootin, rootin, tootin Henry Kelnic Band From the boogie, to the oohmpas and the Oompapa halls Polka Playin' Henry was the king of them all! From the picnic, to the wedding and the big parade Dancning and romancing to the music he played The people and the children all became his fans Waltzing down the avenue they followed the band With a twist and the jig The street was alive Rockin and a Rollin to the jitterbug jive He played the accordian, the saxophone, the fiddle and the trumpet And the Slide Trombone! Come and listen to the music of the Northern Land The hootin, rootin, tootin Henry Kelnic Band From the boogie, to the oohmpas and the Oompapa halls Polka Playin' Henry was the king of them all! (bridge) In the cities of the country, how they took to the sound The music of the miners up in Timmins town Where he packed the old pavilion to the clapping of hands, Of the doctors and the lawyers and the lumberjack man With a magical smile just as clear as a bell Mr. Henry Kelnic will remember you well And we'll raise another gla** up in the Northern Land To Henry and the members of a mighty fine band With a twist and the jig The town was alive Rockin and a Rollin to the jitterbug jive He played the accordian, the saxophone, the fiddle and the trumpet, And the Slide Trombone Come and listen to the music of the Northern Land The hootin, rootin, tootin Henry Kelnic Band From the boogie, to the oohmpas and the Oohmpapa halls Polka Playin' Henry was the king of them all! Polka Playing Henry was the king of them all! (instumental to the end)