Just take a look at Harlem after sundown Any time you choose It's hard to find the people feeling run down There's no time for blues If you don't know
(Greer-Robinson) Transcribed from Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, recorded October 21, 1931. From Cab Calloway and His Orchestra 1931-1932; The Chronogical
It Don't Mean A Thing If It Ain't Got That Swing
I found my love in Avalon Beside a bay; I left my love in Avalon, And sailed away; I dream of her and Avalon From dusk 'til dawn; So I think I'll
Do you come on like Shorty George and me? Just speel some jive, we'll dig you out, you see Well, all reet Are you ready? Yes we're ready Joe Jumping
I don't want you but I hate to lose you You got me in between the devil and the deep blue sea I forgive you 'cause I can't forget you You've got me in
Chicken, nice fried chicken Barbecue chicken, won't you send it down the line? Say everyone's talking 'bout chicken Chicken's a popular word But anywhere
What can I do Now that you say we're through? I'm left with the blues in my heart. How can I smile When love don't seem worthwhile? I'm left with
I've got the blues, I feel so lonely; I'd give the world If I could only Make you understand; It truly would be grand. I'm gonna telephone my baby
(Intro) Hello railroad, is this the railroad? I want a one-way ticket down to Tennessee I'm leavin' immediately Chattanooga here I come! Pardon me,
Copper colored gal of mine, I love you 'cause you're so divine, Say you'll always be my clinging vine, Copper, copper, copper, copper colored gal of
There's a cabin in the southland Where I long to go, Little cabin in the cotton, Where the cotton grows. There's a cabin in the cotton, Far away
Down in Louisiana There's a grand piano playing man He knows that they can't kid him 'Cause he's got hot rhythm in his hand The blues that he'll compose
When the days are sad and long, I just keep wandering on, To the place I hear a call, Because the one I love is there; Back to the fields of cotton
Gather round, You get a thrill in your feet That'll never be beat When you're doin' the rhumba! Hit the ground! You'll find that everything shakes
You've got me on the go, Running to and fro, Looking high and low; I don't know if I'm comin' or goin' Since I fell for you! Now 'round about the
Gee, but it's hard to love someone when that someone don't love you! I'm so disgusted, heart-broken, too; I've got those down-hearted blues; Once I
He isn?t hep to jive, he?s only half alive Hep cats call him square You won?t believe this jack All his clothes date back To ?29 I swear He wears a blue
