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Start A Mumford Band

Grab every single one of your friends
And start a Mumford band
Take a Mumford stand
You don’t need a drummer in a Mumford Band
You just stomp your feet and you clap yer hands
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Pack yer bags, we’re goin' to Mumfordland
We got our own spoonman
'Scuse me, sir, I’d like to know where is this Mumfordland?
It’s somewhere between Limerick and Williamsburg, Brookland
So pull up your suspenders, chug another jug of wine
Tonight we’re gonna party like it’s 1899
We strum on our guitars so hard, we break our strummin' hands
We use the toaster filter when we post on Instagram
We used to be the house band for The Antiques Roadshow
Someone sound the trumpets, now let’s do some heys and hoes
(Hoes and heys) (hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho)
(Heys and hoes)
Three cheers for The Lumineers
They’re a Mumford Band
And Phillip Phillips
He’s a Mumford man
Well, he’s more of a Mumford kid
We saw «O Brother, Where Art Thou?»
And said, «let's start a band right now»
Our clothing and our songs are hand-me-downs (spoon solo!)
The way we play is pure and honest
Bordering on weird and Amish
Technology is what we abolish in Mumfordland (except for our iPhones)
Cus we’re a Mumford band
The oldest latest fad
And Johnny Depp’s a fan
Laddie plays the washboard, Wendel plays the fipple flute
Bare-knuckle boxing’s how they settle band disputes
Emmet plays the Jew’s harp and Bill plays his own mustache
Thaddeus the Barkeep makes us cocktails in a flash
Joe scratches the Victrola like an old-timey DJ
Jill’s on social media, she twitters from the stage
We’ve got too many members now the stage is cavin' in
Can’t tell where the audience ends and where the band begins
Hey mumford fans
We need an ambulance
Hey, ho!