I'm really lonely For those jazz blues only, Since I heard those jazzin' babies play them; Each time I hear them, Lordy, how I weep and moan, To hear that old slide trombone, And that moanin' saxaphone!
I feel like weeping, When I hear those jazz musician babies play; they harmonize together; I'd rather hear them than to have a million dollars in my hand, Jazz baby blues say something that you can understand.
Those jazzin' blues are driving me insane, There's nothin' to them but that blue refrain; Don't want no sugar in my tea, Jazz baby blues are sweet enough for me. For when the band starts jazzin' People's feet are on a spree.
Each time I hear those blues I want to scream, To hear the clarinet and that violin, Just let that piano man jazz and strum, Oh, it makes me think of the good things that my sweet daddy's done, 'Cause when the band starts jazzin' Play 'em 'til the stock man comes.
Now, wouldn't that good music drive you insane, There's nothing to them but that blue refrain, When that cornetist's blues begins to play, Oh, it makes me get up and throw my little self away, Just play those good old jazzin' baby blues all night and day
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I feel like weeping, When I hear those jazz musician babies play; they harmonize together; I'd rather hear them than to have a million dollars in my hand, Jazz baby blues say something that you can understand.
Those jazzin' blues are driving me insane, There's nothin' to them but that blue refrain; Don't want no sugar in my tea, Jazz baby blues are sweet enough for me. For when the band starts jazzin' People's feet are on a spree.
Each time I hear those blues I want to scream, To hear the clarinet and that violin, Just let that piano man jazz and strum, Oh, it makes me think of the good things that my sweet daddy's done, 'Cause when the band starts jazzin' Play 'em 'til the stock man comes.
Now, wouldn't that good music drive you insane, There's nothing to them but that blue refrain, When that cornetist's blues begins to play, Oh, it makes me get up and throw my little self away, Just play those good old jazzin' baby blues all night and day
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