Текст песни At The Jazz Band Ball - Bing Crosby
Back
when
a
nickel
would
buy
Three
finges
of
pretty
good
rye
Piano
players
in
the
honky
tonks
Had
to
work
on
the
sly
One
tune
was
known
to
a
few
Some
steady
habitués
too
So
the
word
of
mouth
Spread
around
the
South,
strictly
entre
nous
You
better
dig
that
jazz
band
ball
'Cause
it's
the
finest
of
them
all
Four
to
five
positions
in
the
small
saloon
Inventing
the
ragtime
tune
They
kinda
make
up
their
own
brand
Without
a
note
up
on
the
stand
And
they
call
it
D-I-X-I-E
Hyphen
L-A-N-D,
land
Well
sir,
you
know
submit
caught
on
What's
more,
it
was
strictly
barn
town
'Cause
like
a
winner
at
the
starting
gate
This
music's
got
it
and
gone
It
moved
from
over
the
tracks
Into
those
society
shacks
It
was
wonderful
and
deductible
From
the
income
tax
You
gotta
dig
that
jazz
band
ball
'Cause
it's
the
finest
of
them
all
When
the
trumpet
player
takes
them
on
the
low
The
people
shout,
"Well,
who
got
dug?"
And
if
you
ask,
"How
come
that
yell"
They
kinda
grin
and
then
say
"Well,
when
the
band
plays
J-A
double
Z,
it's
a
B-A
double
L"
"When
the
band
plays
J-A
double
Z,
it's
a
B-A
double
L,
ball"
Альбом
Bing In Dixieland
1 Yes Sir! That's My Baby
2 Memphis Blues - Featuring Ella Fitzgerald
3 Now You Has Jazz
4 At The Jazz Band Ball
5 Sometimes I'm Happy
6 Muskrat Ramble
7 Way Down Yonder In New Orleans
8 Strike Up the Band
9 That's A-Plenty
10 My Baby Just Cares For Me
11 I'd Climb The Highest Mountain
12 Smiles
13 Just Around The Corner
14 The Banjo's Back In Town
15 When My Baby Smiles At Me
16 The Object Of My Affection
17 I Got Rhythm
18 Margie
19 Oh, How I Laugh When I Think How I Cried About You
20 Everybody Loves My Baby
21 Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea
22 Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue
23 Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives To Me
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