Lyrics F.D.R. Jones - Ella Fitzgerald , Chick Webb feat. His Orchestra

I hear, tell, there's a stranger in the Jones household
(Yes, siree, yes, siree)
That's what I'm told
I hear, tell, there's a new arrival six days old
(Yes, siree, yes, siree)
Worth his weight in gold
Come right in
And meet the son
Christening's done
Time to have some fun
(Yes, siree, yes, siree, yes, siree)
Yes, siree, yes, siree
It's a big holiday everywhere
For the Jones family has a brand new heir
He's the joy heaven sent
And they proudly present
Mister Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones
When he grows up he never will stray
With a name like the one that he's got today
As he walks down the street folks will say
"Pleased to meet Mister Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones"
What a smile and how he shows it
He'll keep happy all day long
What a name; I bet he knows it
With that handle how can he go wrong?
And the folks in the town all agree
He'll be famous, as famous as he can be
How can he be a dud or a stick in the mud
When he's Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones?
(Yes, siree, yes, siree, yes, siree)
'Cause he's Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones