Here are the lyrics to the five songs represented in Way Out West. (Transcriptions of three of these songs came from the Way Out West Tent Page, hereby acknowledged. Songwriter acknowledgements can be found at our Musical Interludes page.)
At the Ball, That's All
Commence advancin', commence advancin',
Just start a prancin', right and left a-glancin',
A moochee dancin', slide and glide entrancin'.
You do the tango jiggle,
With a Texas Tommy wiggle.
Take your partner, and you hold her,
Lightly enfold her, a little bolder.
Just work your shoulder,
Snap your fingers one and all, in the hall,
At the ball, that's all, some ball.
(Repeat five times)
The Trail of the Lonesome Pine
On a mountain in Virginia, stands a lonesome pine.
Just below is the cabin home of a little girl of mine.
Her name is June and very, very soon, she'll belong to me.
For I know she's waiting there for me, 'Neath that lone pine tree.
In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia,
On the Trail of the Lonesome Pine.
In the pale moonshine, our hearts entwine,
Where she carved her name and I carved mine,
Oh, June, like the mountains I'm blue.
Like the pine, I am lonesome for you.
In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia,
On the Trail of the Lonesome Pine.
(Repeat refrain)
Where Did You Get That Hat?
(Performed instrumentally in the movie)
Now how I came to get this hat, 'tis very strange and funny.
Grandfather died and left to me his property and money.
And when the will it was read out, they told me straight and flat,
If I would have his money, I must always wear his hat.
"Where did you get that hat? Where did you get that tile?
Isn't it a nobby one, and just the proper style?
I should like to have one, just the same as that!"
Where'er I go, they shout, "Hello! Where did you get that hat?"
I Want to Be in Dixie
We're going to go, we're going to go,
We're going to go way down in Dixie,
Where the hens are doggone glad to lay
Scrambled eggs in the new-mown hay,
We're going to see, we're going to see,
We're going to see her home in Dixie.
You can tell the world I'm going to
D-I-X-- I know how to spell it,
Oh, then we're going (oh, yes, we're going),
Oh, then we're going (you know we're going)
To a home in Dixie land,
Where the hens are doggone glad to lay
Scrambled eggs in the new-mown hay,
We're going to see, we're going to see,
We're going to see...
(Splash)
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