Swing, Brother, Swing / Sing, Sing, Sing / It Don'T Mean A Thing (If It Ain'T Got That Swing)
Swing! Ensemble
4:35Grab your partner! If it's a big band beat, I got two left feet I start slippin' and a-trippin' all the fillies I meet I'm a mess, my friend, and I tend to step on everyone's toes If there are violins or a boogiein' begins You can bet your bottom dollar that I'll bruise some shins 'Cause there's only one dance that this clumsy cowboy does Give me some boogie woogie country Gotta boogie woogie country Yeah, the doggie's hunt, sir You can put me down and run, sir 'Cause my feet just start a-kicking when they play the vamp And I, here I get tall picking you a feather amp 'Cause I'm a sure enough, hope to die, boogie woogie country champ Well, buddy, I declare, when you crack that snare I'm a rootin' tootin' pot of dootin' Fred Astaire With a country groove and a flashy move you'll never forget Now I don't mean to brag, but in my saddlebag There's a half a dozen medals and some first-place swag But like the fella said, you ain't seen nothing yet Give me some boogie woogie country Gotta boogie woogie country Yeah, the doggie's hunt, sir You can put me down and run, sir 'Cause my feet just start a-kicking when they play the vamp And I, here I get tall picking you a feather amp 'Cause I'm a sure enough, hope to die, boogie woogie country champ Yes, I'm a sure enough, hope to die, boogie woogie country champ Yes, I'm a sure enough, hope to die, boogie woogie country champ Yes, I'm a sure enough, hope to die, boogie woogie country champ Yee-haw!