paroles de chanson Sam, The Old Accordion Man - Doris Day

In Dixieland,
There's a musical man,
He has a good time
Just making folks happy,
This musical man Is a one man band,
Folks have to love him
For makin' them glad.
He don't play melodies
Just plays blue harmonies
Just like nobody ever had.
He just plays chords,
That make you feel grand,
They call him Sam, the old accordion man.
His dreamy chords remind you of Heav'n
And they're real chords, according to Dixieland.
In the evening by the moonlight,
When the sun is gone down.
How those lovers, levee lovers,
Love to hang around,
He plays those chords like nobody can
They call him Sam, the old accordion man.
Old chords, new chords
Funny or blue chords
Mornin', night or noon
Say he's got chords
Nothing but hot chords
Never out of tune
In the evening by the moonlight,
When the sun is gone down.
How those lovers, levee lovers,
Love to hang around,
He plays those chords like nobody can
They call him Sam, Sam, Sam!
The old accordion man.