Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rip Van Winkle , by - Billy May. Song from the album By Arrangement, in the genre Традиционный джазRelease date: 29.10.2012
Record label: Jasmine
Song language: English
Rip Van Winkle |
| Seven thousand three hundred days |
| Is a long long time to sleep |
| But |
| Rip Van Winkle |
| Slept for twenty long years then he woke one day |
| Rift red hair had turned to grey |
| Rip Van Winkle |
| Hurried back into town but to his dismay |
| Rip’s hometown had start to flay |
| He found to his surprise a thing called swing was king |
| And he liked it |
| He opened up his eyes |
| And drip Rip got hip |
| Rip Van Winkle |
| Sprinkled speddled away and shared his bid |
| Rip’s the rain since he reappeared |
| And if you want to swing and jive |
| At the age of ninety-five |
| Start counting sheep and sleep like Rip Van Winkle |
| He found to his surprise a thing called swing was king |
| And he liked it |
| He opened up his eyes |
| And drip Rip got hip |
| Rip rip Van Winkle |
| Sprinkled speddled away and he shared his bid |
| Rip’s the rain since he reappeared |
| So if you want to swing and jive |
| At the age of ninety-five |
| Start counting sheep and sleep like Rip van Winkle |
| Oh be a drip |
| Get hip, take a tip |
| From Rip Van Winkle |