Текст песни The Old Music Master - Johnny Mercer , Jack Teagarden , Paul Whiteman feat. His Orchestra
One
night
long
ago
by
the
light
of
the
moon,
An
old
music
master
sat
composing
a
tune,
His
spirit
was
soaring
and
his
heart
full
of
joy,
When
right
out
of
nowhere
stepped
a
little
colored
boy
You
gotta
jump
it
music
master,
You
gotta
play
that
rhythm
faster
You're
never
gonna
get
it
played
on
the
Happy
Cat
Hit
Parade
You
better
tell
your
friend
Beethoven,
and
Mister
Reginald
De
Koven
They
better
do
the
same
as
you,
Or
they're
gonna
be
corny
too
Long
about
nineteen
seventeen
Jazz'll
come
upon
the
scene,
Then
about
nineteen
thirty
five,
You'll
begin
to
hear
swing,
Boogie
Woogie
and
Jive
You
gotta
show
that
big
broadcaster,
That
you're
a
solid
music
master,
And
you'll
achieve
posterity,
that's
a
bit
of
advice
from
me
The
old
music
master
simply
sat
there
amazed,
As
wide
eyed
and
open
mouthed
he
gazed,
and
he
gazed,
How
can
you
be
certain
little
boy,
tell
me
how?
Because
I
was
born,
my
friend,
a
hundred
years
from
now
He
hit
a
chord
that
rocked
the
Spinet
and
disappeared
in
"the
infinite,"
And
up
until
the
present
day,
You
can
take
it
from
me
he's
as
right
as
you
can
be,
Everything
has
happened
that-a-way.
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