Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Royal Garden Blues , by - Fats Waller. Song language: English
Royal Garden Blues |
| No use of talkin', no use of talkin' |
| You’ll start in dog-walkin' no matter where |
| There’s jazz-copation, blues modulation |
| Just like a Haitian you’ll rip and tear |
| Most everybody likes the blues |
| Here’s why I’m ravin', here’s why I’m ravin' |
| If it’s blues you are cravin', just come on down |
| You’ll hear 'em playin', you’ll hear 'em playin' |
| Soon you’ll be sayin', «Hon, jazz me 'round» |
| Because your feet they can’t refuse |
| What’s that familiar strain, that true blue note refrain? |
| It’s drivin' me insane |
| Can’t keep still though; |
| it’s against my will |
| I’m on my P’s and Q’s; |
| I just can’t refuse |
| There goes that melody; |
| it sounds so good to me And I am up a tree |
| It’s a shame you don’t know the name |
| It’s a brand new blues, the Royal Garden Blues |
| Everybody Grab somebody and start jazzing 'round |
| Hon, don’t you hear that trombone moan? |
| Just listen to that saxophone |
| Gee, hear that clarinet and flute |
| Cornet jazzin' with a mute |
| Makes me just throw myself away |
| When I hear 'em play |
| That weepin' melancholy strain |
| Say, but it’s soothing to the brain |
| Just wanna get right up and dance |
| Don’t care--I'll take most any chance |
| No other blues I’d care to choose |
| But Royal Garden Blues |