Текст песни Utt-Da-Zay - Cab Calloway and His Orchestra
My
mother
used
to
sing
to
me
A
haunting
little
melody
Nobody
knows
where
it
came
from
Or
where
it
was
composed
"Utt
da
zay",
sings
the
tailor
As
he
fashions
pretty
clothes
"Utt
da
zay",
sings
the
tailor
As
he
sews,
sews,
sews
He's
as
busy
as
a
bee
Making
lovely
finery
Things
my
baby
loves
to
wear
When
I
take
her
to
the
fair
"Utt
da
zay",
sings
the
tailor
All
it
means
is,
"That's
the
way"
When
I
buy
the
things
he
made
her
Says
the
tailor,
"Utt
da
zay"
Oh,
do
you
dig,
dig,
dig?
Do
you
chop,
chop,
chop?
Are
you
hep
to
this
jive
That
I'm
laying
to
you?
1 The Boogie-Woogie
2 There's a Sunny Side to Everything
3 Shout, Shout, Shout
4 Mr. Paganini, Swing for Minnie
5 Jive (Page One of the Hepster's Dictionary)
6 Penguin Swing
7 Do You Wanna Jump, Children
8 I'm Madly In Love With You
9 April In My Heart
10 Blue Interlude
11 F.D.R. Jones
12 Deep In a Dream
13 Tee-Um Tee-Um Tee-I, Tahiti
14 Angels With Dirty Faces
15 Long Long Ago
16 Afraid of Love
17 Ratamacue
18 Ad-De-Dey
19 A New Moon and an Old Serenade
20 One Look At You
21 The Ghost of Smokey Joe
22 Floogie Walk
23 Trylon Swing
24 Utt-Da-Zay
25 Crescendo In Drums
26 (Hep-Hep!) the Jumpin' Jive
27 For the Last Time I Cried Over You
28 Twee-Twee-Tweet
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