Текст песни Dixieland Band - Kay Starr

Did ya ever hear the story of The Dixieland Band?
Only had five pieces and the music was grand
They had a piano and a clarinet

The only thing they needed was a great coronet
And that's what leads to the ruin, the ruin of The Dixieland Band

When the folks would holler for the beat that he played
They would get to swingin' but the trumpet would drag
They had to keep him 'cause he played so sweet
But they needed someone who could give 'em the beat
Someone who's born with the rhythm, the rhythm of The Dixieland Band

He played so sweetly, 'stead o' playin'
He played so sweetly, they'd be playin'

Sure enough, he got 'em so they couldn't play right
Finally, he fixed 'em on a Saturday night
He hit a figure that was off the chord
Apoplexy got 'em and they went to the Lord!
And that's the pitiful story, the story of The Dixieland Band

Now they're up in heaven and they're happy at last
'Cause they found a trumpet man who really can blast!
The way he swings 'em is an awful shame
He can really do it - Gabriel is his name!
Now, folks here is a sample, listen to The Dixieland Band

And folks, that was a sample
Gotta love The Dixieland Band