Brat didn't want to leave the heat register, but when the record began to play, he came on the run. This is the flip side of the record we played last week, and I bet if any of these discs found their way to to the Carolinas, Georgia, or Florida, they were used as clay pigeons for shooting practice. There is definitely a little bit of Marching Through Georgia injected into this medley.
Hello, America, Hello. Jazzarimba Orchestra, 1918.
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