"He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft..."
|Dont Sit Under the Apple Tree|
"I wrote my mother, I wrote my father
And now I'm writing you too-oo-oo
I'm sure of mother, I'm sure of father
And now I want to be sure, very-very sure of you-ou..."
|Hold Tight Hold Tight (Want Some Seafood Mama)|
"Choo-choo to Broadway, foo Cincinnati
Don't get icky with the one two three
Life is just so fine on the solid side of the line - rip
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight..."