Jazzin' The Blues Away 1918

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 13 Sep 2005

Mister let me tell you
this is no place to be
I just got to beat it
you can take it from me
slip on your tuxedo
and grab up your hat
no use hanging 'round this flat
let's all go

Down to the hall
down to that Ebony ball
that's one place I always lose
those doggone Indigo blues
because I'm sure to meet my Honey
the gal that gets my money.
Mister Jones and his band
they sure do make you feel grand
my goodness how they can play
while with your baby you sway
they are jazzin' the blues away.

Let's all go down to the hall
down to that Ebony ball
that's one place I always lose
those doggone Indigo blues
because I'm sure to meet my Honey
the gal that gets my money.
Mister Jones and his band
they sure do make you feel grand
my goodness how they can play
while with your baby you sway
they are jazzin' the blues away.

Wait until you hear
that moanin' groanin' trombone
played by Alexander
he can't let it alone
crashing of them cymbals
fills you with pep
ev'rybody watch your step
let's all go

Down to the hall
down to that Ebony ball
that's one place I always lose
those doggone Indigo blues
because I'm sure to meet my Honey
the gal that gets my money.
Mister Jones and his band
they sure do make you feel grand
my goodness how they can play
while with your baby you sway
they are jazzin' the blues away.

Let's all go down to the hall
down to that Ebony ball
that's one place I always lose
those doggone Indigo blues
because I'm sure to meet my Honey
the gal that gets my money.
Mister Jones and his band
they sure do make you feel grand
my goodness how they can play
while with your baby you sway
they are jazzin' the blues away.

Soft karaoke
Words
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lyric
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Jazzin' The Blues Away 1918
Music by Dick Heinrich
Lyrics by Jeff Branen
© MCMXVIII by A.J.Stasny Music Co. New York
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 13 September 2005 at 13.35
in association with Doug Grierson
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