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Get Rhythm In Your Feet
02:38
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When evil clouds surround you, don't lose your self control
Get rhythm in your feet and music in your soul
If Satan starts to hound you, commence to rock and roll
Get rhythm in your feet and music in your soul
You all want golden slippers, yeah
Lose your weary blues
Watch the road you're choosing, yeah
one leads up to heaven!
If you don't start repentin', you'll never reach your goal
Get rhythm in your feet and music in your soul
You all want golden slippers, yeah
Lose your weary blues
Watch the road you're choosing, yeah
one leads up to heaven!
If you don't start repentin', you'll never reach your goal
Get rhythm in your feet and music in your soul
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I sure had a wonderful time last night, least wise they tell me I did
I sure had a wonderful time last night, I really blew my lid
Went to a party, I recollect that much,
But after four or five, you know I lost my touch
I sure had a wonderful time last night, least wise they tell me I did
I had a whale of a good time last night, I really got myself some kicks
I sure had a wonderful time last night, it took me right back to the sticks
Between that hillbilly band and old Uncle Zeke
And that new moonshine they called "Sneaky Pete"
I sure had a wonderful time last night, least wise they tell me I did
Sure had a wonderful time last night, I don't know how I got to bed
Sure had a wonderful time last night, come here, feel this lump on my head
They say I got kinda noisy and started to shout
Then four big bouncers grabbed me, but I threw them out
I sure had a wonderful time last night, least wise they tell me I did
I sure had a wonderful time last night, really had myself some fun
Sure had a wonderful time last night, didn't get home until half past one
You know I'd like to take you with me the next time I go
But where the heck was it? I sure would like to know
I sure had a wonderful time last night…
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Hit That Jive Jack
02:41
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Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Standing on a corner, just shuckin’ the jive
When you see my little boy, ask him to give you five
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Time and time waits for no man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
I’m standing on a corner, just shuckin’ the jive
And if you see my little boy, ask him to give you five
boodle-y-yabba
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
Hit that jive Jack, put it in your pocket till I get back
Going downtown to see a man, and I ain't got time to shake your hand
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I've got a feelin' you're foolin', I've got a feelin' you're havin' fun
I'll get a go by when you are done
Foolin' with me.
I've got a feelin' you're foolin', I've got a notion it's make believe
I think you're laughin' right up your sleeve
Foolin' with me
Life is worth living while you are giving
Moments of paradise
You're such a stand out, but you hand out
The hocus pocus from your eyes
I've got a feelin' you're foolin', I've got a feelin' it's all a frame
It's just the well known old army game
Foolin' with me
I've got a feelin' you're foolin', I've got a feelin' you're havin' fun
I'll get a go by when you are done
Foolin' with me
You’re foolin’ with me
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Drop Thumb Swing
02:16
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I'm Just A Jitterbug
03:42
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I'm just a jitterbug, a happy jitterbug,
I’m a jitterbug lookin' for a place to jive.
I'm not a corny hick, I know a real hot lick
'Cause I'm a jitterbug, mighty glad that I'm alive
Give me a solid sender,
Not just an elbow bender
Don't want no old time jazz,
No razzamataz, just swing
'Cause I'm just a jitterbug, a happy jitterbug
Just jitterbug lookin' for a place to jive
The guitar man is crazy, say, he is a happenin’ cat
He sure can make it swing when he's blowin' through his hat
Just listen to that fiddler, she sure has got some licks
And when that baby goes to town she soundin’ mighty slick
And now here comes the bassman, he’s got some stuff to show
If you’re lookin’ for that bottom line, he keeps it down below
Now, listen all you folks and hear the drummer of the band
Now I know that he's a drummer by that drumsticks in his hand
So gather round me, all you cats, let each one do their part
So come on everybody, the jammin's gonna start
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My Blue Heaven
04:38
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When whippoorwills cry
And evening is nigh
I hurry to my blue heaven
A turn to the right
You’ll see a little white light
That leads you to my blue heaven
A smiling face, a fireplace, a cosy room
A little nest that nestles where the roses bloom
Just Molly and me
And baby makes three
We're happy in my blue heaven
A smiling face, a fireplace, a cosy room
A little nest that nestles where the roses bloom
Just Molly and me
And baby makes three
We're happy in my blue heaven
Yeah, we're happy in my blue heaven
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When you got no more assurance than a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance, Jack you're dead
When a chick is smilin' at you, even though there's nothin' said
If you stand there like a statue, Jack you're dead
You been always kickin' ‘cause you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks the bucket, just like ole man, Mose
When you get no kicks from lovin', and you blow your top instead
It's a fact that you ain't livin', Jack you're dead
When you just ain't got nobody since you gone and lost your head
Rigor mortise has gotcha man, Jack you're dead
What's the use of havin' muscles when your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles, Jack you're dead
If you can’t get rhythm when the band comes on
If you ain’t got no rhythm, man, you’re really gone
Now you can’t go any further, when the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler, “Murder!”, Jack you’re dead
When all the breath leaks out of ya
and your friends all gather ‘round your bed
and they say, “Man, don’t he look fine!”
“He looks so natural!”
And when that happens to you brother
Jack you’re dead
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Rhythm Is Your Friend
02:21
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Money ain’t been a friend of mine, keeps you addicted to the bottom line
Missed the turn, didn’t see the sign and man, you’re really gone
Rollin’ high ain’t what you need, wallet ain’t nothin’ but a mouth to feed
Squeeze a nickel, make the buffalo bleed, it’s time to carry on
Money ain’t nothin’ but a misdirection, get your jive with the rhythm section
What you need is a groove injection to get you flyin’ higher
A steady vamp makes you want to dance, puts you down like you’re in a trance
Fills you up with sweet romance and sets your soul on fire
Searchin’ for the lining in a silver cloud, never gonna find it there
If you ain’t gettin’ in the groove then man, you’re just a square
If you can’t hear the music, buddy you’ve hit the end
Just get you a solid eight to the bar ‘cause rhythm is your friend
Searchin’ for the lining in a silver cloud, never gonna find it there
If you ain’t gettin’ in the groove then man, you’re just a square
If you can’t hear the music, brother you’ve hit the end
Just get you a solid eight to the bar ‘cause rhythm is your friend
So pick up a solid eight to the bar and let the rhythm be your friend
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'Taint What You Do
04:10
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When I was a kid about half past three
My daddy said, "Son, come here to me"
He said, "Things may come and things may go,
But here’s one thing you ought to know!"
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
That's what gets results
'Tain't what you do, it's the time that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the time that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the time that you do it,
That's what gets results
You can try hard, it don't mean a thing;
Take it easy, breezy, then your jive will swing
‘Tain't what you do, it's the place that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the time that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
That's what gets results
You've learned your A B C's, you've learned your D F G's,
But this is something you don't learn in school;
So get your hep boots on, and then you'll carry on,
But remember if you try too hard, it don't mean a thing, take it easy…
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
'Tain't what you do, it's the way that you do it,
That's what gets results
'Tain't what you bring, it's the way that you bring it,
'Tain't what you swing, it's the way that you swing it,
'Tain't what you sing, it's the way that you sing it,
That's what gets results
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11. |
Sentimental Journey
03:03
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Gonna take a sentimental journey, gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey
To renew old memories
I got my bag, got my reservation, spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
I long to hear that “All aboard!”
Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be waitin' up for heaven
Countin' every mile of railroad track, that takes me back
Never thought my heart could be so yearny, why did I decide to roam
Gonna take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home
Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be waitin' up for heaven
Every time I see that railroad track, it takes me back
I don’t know why my heart should feel so yearny, why did I decide to roam
Gonna take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home
I’m gonna take a sentimental journey, just to set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey, to renew old memories
Gonna make that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home
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John Egenes Dunedin, New Zealand
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instrumentalist and session musician for countless artists, producer, songwriter, all around likeable guy.
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