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Coney Island Washboard - Beryl Bryden
Written by：Nestor/Shugart/Durand/Ad
Down by the beach lived the sweetest little peach
And I must say she just had the cutest way
Playing a chord up on a wash board
The folks would gather 'round
From everywhere in town just to hear her play
Coney Island washboard she would play
You could hear her on the boardwalk every day
Soap suds all around little bubbles on the ground
Rub a dub a dub in her little tub
All those tunes she found
Little thimbles on her fingers made the noise
She played Charleston on the laundry for the boys
She could rag a tune right through the knees
Of a brand new pair of blue denim grees
Oh Coney Island washboard rounde lay
Coney Island washboard she would play
You could hear her on the boardwalk every day
Soap suds all around little bubbles on the ground
Rub a dub a dub in her little tub
All those tunes she found
Little thimbles on her fingers made the noise
She played Charleston on the laundry for the boys
She could rag a tune right through the knees
Of a brand new pair of blue denim grees
Oh Coney Island washboard rounde lay
She could rag a tune right through the knees
Of a brand new pair of blue denim grees
Oh Coney Island washboard rounde lay
