Lyrics Hi-De-Ho Man (That's Me) - Cab Calloway & His Orchestra

Hi-De-Ho Man (That's Me)

The hi-de-ho man, that’s me
How’d you like to blow your top
Dig yourself some fine ree-bop
Hi-de-hi, he-de-he
Oh, the hi-de-ho man, that’s me
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Hey-de hey-de hey-de hey (Hey-de hey-de hey-de hey)
He-de he-de he-de he (He-de he-de he-de he)
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Say I hepped’em in London
I hepped’em in Holland
I hepped’em in gay Paris
Yes sirree, yes sirree
Oh the hi-de-ho man, that’s me
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Hey-hey de hey-de (Hey-hey)
He-he-de he-de he (He-de he-de he)
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Say, Jack, ain’t you glad you dug my jive
Looky here, Mitch hand me over that ripe, greasy five
Hi-de-ho, he-de-he
Oh the hi-de-ho man, that’s me
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Hey-hey de hey-de (Hey-hey de hey-de)
He-he-de he-de he (He-he-de he-de he)
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
Say, Jack, be solid and mellow, be a real groovy fella
And your gonna be just about as sharp as me
Yes sirree, yes sirree
Oh the hi-de-ho man, that’s me
Hi-de-hi (Hi-de-hi)
Hey-de-hey (Hey-de-hey)
Oh-ho-de-ho-de (Ho-de-ho-de)
Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi (Hi-de hi-de hi-de-hi)
The hi-de-ho man, that’s me