born July 1, 1868 Bob Cole "Under The Bamboo Tree"

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Robert Allen "Bob" Cole (July 1, 1868 - August 2, 1911[1]) was an American composer, actor, playwright, and stage producer and director.
Cole later partnered with brothers J. Rosamond Johnson, pianist and singer, and James Weldon Johnson, pianist, guitarist and lawyer, which resulted in over 200 songs.
Their vaudeville act featured classical piano pieces and their musicals featured sophisticated lyrics without the usual stereotypes such as "hot-mamas" and watermelons. Success enabled Cole and Rosamond to tour America and Europe with their act. The trio's most popular songs were "Louisiana Lize" and "Under the Bamboo Tree" (1901?). Their more successful musicals were The Shoo-Fly Regiment (1906) and The Red Moon (1908, written without Weldon).
Cole committed suicide by drowning himself in a creek[3] in the Catskills[4] in 1911 after a nervous breakdown and period of clinical depression that worsened in 1910.
Overview of achievements
Cole was the pre‑eminent leader in the world of black musical theater. As a composer, and even a performer, Cole influenced the development of black musical theater. His skills in acting, writing, and directing were brought to the public eye through his early works: first, he produced the black musical “A Trip to Coontown”, where he joined alliance with Billy Johnson, followed by the production of popular songs such as “ Under the Bamboo Tree,” where he worked with J. Rosamond Johnson.

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@LlingsworthMusic 6 ай бұрын

Cole was a brilliant songwriter, and he should be given recognition!

@phillipkmickles7837 3 жыл бұрын

Love it 💯💯💯

@jeannieves6275 Жыл бұрын

Treasure 🎼❤️

@rememberourmusic53 8 жыл бұрын

Down in the jungles lived a maid, Of royal blood though dusky shade, A marked impression once she made, Upon a Zulu from Matabooloo; And ev'ry morning he would be Down underneath the bamboo tree, Awaiting there his love to see And then to her he'd sing: If you lak-a-me lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a-both the same, I lak-a-say, This very day, I lak-a change your name; 'Cause I love-a-you and love-a you true And if you-a love-a me. One live as two, two live as one, Under the bamboo tree. And in this simple jungle way, He wooed the maiden ev'ry day, By singing what he had to say; One day he seized her And gently squeezed her. And then beneath the bamboo green, He begged her to become his queen; The dusky maiden blushed unseen And joined him in his song. If you lak-a-me lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a-both the same, I lak-a-say, This very day, I lak-a change your name; 'Cause I love-a-you and love-a you true And if you-a love-a me. One live as two, two live as one, Under the bamboo tree. This little story strange but true, Is often told in Mataboo, Of how this Zulu tried to woo His jungle lady In tropics shady; Although the scene was miles away, Right here at home I dare to say, You'll hear some Zulu ev'ry day, Gush out this soft refrain: If you lak-a-me lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a-both the same, I lak-a-say, This very day, I lak-a change your name; 'Cause I love-a-you and love-a you true And if you-a love-a me. One live as two, two live as one, Under the bamboo tree.