paroles de chanson South Rampart Street Parade - Bobby Hackett

Do you hear the beat? Away down the street?
Do you hear the neat little rhythm of the happy dancin' feet?
When I look there, the people are runnin' and right now
They're gonna have a lot of fun make way
'Cause everybody's comin' and you'll see a big parade

Marchin' around
Wonderful sound
I hear the ratata-ta-ta
I love to hear the way the drummer does that

Glorious day
Oh-oh-oh, out o' my way
Stand back, gimme some air
I got some rhythm to spare

We all swing high, swing low
Everybody rockin' to and fro
Oh well, ain't fast or slow
But oh, oh, glory hallelujah

Swing that thing
Make the river bottom ring and sing
Hush my mouth
That's the South Rampart Street Parade

They're doin' it, soft shoein' it
They're tryin' it, untyin' it
They're jivin' it, revivin' it
I tell you

They're struttin' it, rug-cuttin' it
And they're shakin' it and breakin' it
Dad, not bad, I'm glad, you dig

Hey, boy that bam is grand
Makes a body want to stay all day
Hush ma mouth
That's the South Rampart Street Parade

I hear the trombone, la-de-ah-de-ah
That crazy trombone, la-de-ah-de-ah
Ev'rybody playin' mighty fine as they march along
And I never get enough of that Creole song

Hear now, la-de-ah-de-ah
It's loud and clear now, la-de-ah-de-ah
Well, I always get a thrill, I know I always will
Whenever I can hear the rhythm of a band

Way-way-way-way down-down where your cane-break
You can hear the music they make
R-r-r-ringin' out until the day break
Louisiana band, gotta get a hand
And the South Rampart Street Parade