Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stompin' At The Savoy, artist - Louis Armstrong. Date of issue: 01.09.2009
Song language: English
Stompin' At The Savoy |
| 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; |