| I’m feeling lonely for those jazz blues only
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| Since I heard those jazz babies play 'em
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| First time I heard them, Lawdy, how I wept and moaned
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| They made me groan
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| To hear that old slide trombone and that moaning saxophone
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| I feel like rippin' when those jazzin' dippin'
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| Babies play, they harmonize together
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| Lord, I would rather hear them than to have a million in my hands
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| Jazz baby blues have something 'bout them I can understand
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| Those jazzin' blues are driving me insane
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| There’s nothing to them but that blue refrain
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| When that piano and flute begin to play
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| I get right up and throw myself away
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| Play me those good old jazzin' baby blues both night and day
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| No difference where I hear those blues, I’ll shout
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| I get unnecessary in and out
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| Just shake my shoulders and a wicked knee
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| Feel like I’ve been up on an all-night spree
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| Play those good old jazzin' baby blues once more for me
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| I’ve got the jazzin' blues, I feel so glad
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| The best old feeling that I ever had
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| Don’t want no sugar stirred into my tea
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| The jazzin' blues are sweet enough for me
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| When the band starts playing, peaches shiver on the tree
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| Those old piano jazzin' blues, I’ll scream
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| Just listen to that jazzy violin
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| Old piano man is jazzin' some
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| Makes me think of some of the things my daddy’s done
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| Play me those good old jazzin' blues until the sergeant comes
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| Make it pretty Eubie, that oughta get it |