I've only got one weakness:. Baby darling, that one is you.. I'll always keep my weakness,. Forever my whole life through.. You are the one,. You beautiful son of a gun,.
I saw a blind man,. He was a kind man,. Helping a fellow along,. One could not see,. One could not walk,. But they both were humming this song;. . When you're smiling, When you're smiling,.
Who calls,. When the western moon is pale,. Is there someone on the trail,. Who calls?. . Who calls,. When the sage is silv'ry white,. Is there someone in the night,.
Just follow me,. And you will see,. What folks in Harlem. Call Trickeration.. . Don't mean a thing,. This crazy swing,. Latest thing in Harlem,. Trickeration!.
The eight-fifteen is the worker's train,. The eight-fifteen, and I'm off again,. The eight-fifteen is an awful pain;. Wish I didn't have to travel on the eight-fifteen!.
Everybody's excited!. Everybody's invited!. Come along, and swing that thing,. It's the wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Swing!. . Hear the clarinets tootin'!.
Slumber, never comes around 'til dawn,. My head starts reeling,. I dream that I'm kneeling,. It seems that I'm kneeling on the ceiling of my room!. . Nightmare, sure has got me in the air,.
When your sweetie tells you. Everything'll be okay. Just skeep-beep de bop-bop beep bop bo-dope. Skeetle-at-de-op-de-day. . If you feel like shoutin'.
It was up at Mike's the other night,. There was really quite a sight,. Gather round, folks, while I give you all the lowdown.. Tables were filled with bloody frails,.
She's the lady with the fan,. When she comes by, hold your man,. She made Smoky Joe so ginny. He forgot about his Minnie.. She's the lady with the fan!.
Here's a little tune, we're gonna play it for you. T'ain't nothin' to it and it's easy to do. Called the Calloway Boogie. It's the Calloway Boogie. Keeps you groovy twenty-four hours a day.
I'm the hi-de-ho miracle man,. I can really do wonders, I can,. If you've got the misery,. Bring your misery to me,. I'm that hi-de-ho miracle man!. .
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!. Mama, that man's here again!. . Brothers and sisters, have you heard the news today?. Now, I've been told that Mr. Van Chuba is in town to stay!.
A. Sweet Jenny Lee from sunny Tennessee,. You'll love her when you see. Sweet Jenny Lee!. . A. Each little bird is singing merrily. Just getting set to see.
When your spirits are low,. There's a place you can go.. You'll never see white folks. At a strictly cullud affair.. . See 'em laying 'em down,. Boys, they goin' to town,.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
I hate to see that evening sun go down. I hate to see that evening sun go down. Cause my baby, he's gone left this town. . Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today.
Stack O'Lee blues,. Know what it means,. Come on, honey, let's be stepping,. 'Cause my feet won't keep still,. I've just gotta dance until I've had my fill..
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red.
Some of these days you're gonna be so lonely,. Some of these days you're gonna want me only,. You'll miss my love and miss my kiss,. You're gonna miss your little daddy when he goes away!.