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W. hirsch / vaughn deleath / n. cloutier / l. handman |
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Once they called it ragtime |
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And it had its fling |
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It's the same old syncopation |
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Now they call it swing |
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Then they played it jazz time |
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To a buck-and-wing |
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Once again it sweeped the nation |
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Now they call it swing |
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When singers used to sing |
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They would go hot cha |
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But with this modern thing |
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Now they go dru-du du, dra-da-da |
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Rhythm has its seasons |
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Summer, fall and spring |
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But for seven silly reasons |
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Someone pulled the string |
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And they started dancing |
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Now they call it swing |
