1st verse:]
Johnson Jones from Tennessee
Father of sweet harmony
Organized a Quartette, goodness me!
And they sang so wonderful
Kindly let me tell you, when
It comes down to singing men
I've just got to say again
They're wonderful!
[chorus:]
Come on and hear that harmony sweet
Come on and have a musical treat
From your head down to your feet
You'll be fairly hypnotized
They harmonize most any old place
Alto, Tenor, Baritone, Bass
Ev'ry other chord
Is a message from the Lord
When you hear old Johnson's Quartette harmonize
[2nd verse:]
When you find you can't afford
To be paying for your board
You can find a meal in ev'ry chord
And it's most remarkable
No one found their equal yet
To go out and try to get
Men who sing like that Quartette
Impossible
