歌曲 | Stompin' At The Savoy |
歌手 | Red Garland |
专辑 | Red Garland's Piano |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Andy Razaf Music:Benny Goodman/Chick Webb/Edgar Sampson | |
Savoy, the home of sweet romance, | |
Savoy, it wins you with a glance, | |
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Your old form just like a clinging vine, | |
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine, | |
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I'm never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy - a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you; | |
The home of sweet romance, | |
It wins you at a glance, | |
Gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Just like a clinging vine, | |
So soft and sweet as wine, | |
So soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I'm never, never, never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy - a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you. |
Lyrics: Andy Razaf Music: Benny Goodman Chick Webb Edgar Sampson | |
Savoy, the home of sweet romance, | |
Savoy, it wins you with a glance, | |
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Your old form just like a clinging vine, | |
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine, | |
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I' m never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you | |
The home of sweet romance, | |
It wins you at a glance, | |
Gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Just like a clinging vine, | |
So soft and sweet as wine, | |
So soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I' m never, never, never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you. |
Lyrics: Andy Razaf Music: Benny Goodman Chick Webb Edgar Sampson | |
Savoy, the home of sweet romance, | |
Savoy, it wins you with a glance, | |
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Your old form just like a clinging vine, | |
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine, | |
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I' m never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you | |
The home of sweet romance, | |
It wins you at a glance, | |
Gives happy feet a chance to dance. | |
Just like a clinging vine, | |
So soft and sweet as wine, | |
So soft and close to mine, divine. | |
How my heart is singing, | |
While the band is swinging, | |
I' m never, never, never tired of romping, | |
And stomping with you at the Savoy. | |
What joy a perfect holiday, | |
Savoy, where we can glide and sway, | |
Savoy, let me stomp away with you. |