Lyrics Charleston - James P. Johnson

Charleston

Caroline, Caroline, At last they’ve got you on the map
With a new tune, a funny blue tune, with a peculiar snap!
You many not be able to buck and wing
Fox-trot, two-step, or even swing
If you ain’t got religion in your feet
You can do this prance and do it neat
Charleston!
Charleston!
Made in Carolina
Some dance, some prance, I’ll say, there’s nothing finer
Than the Charleston, Charleston.
Lord, how you can shuffle
Ev’ry step you do leads to something new
Man, I’m telling you it’s a lapazoo
Buck dance, wing dance, will be a back number
But the Charleston, the new Charleston, that dance is surely a comer
Sometime you’ll dance it one time
The dance called the Charleston
Made in South Caroline
Charleston!
Charleston!
Made in Carolina
Some dance, some prance, I’ll say, there’s nothing finer
Than the Charleston, Charleston.
Lord, how you can shuffle
Ev’ry step you do leads to something new
Man, I’m telling you it’s a lapazoo
Buck dance, wing dance, will be a back number
But the Charleston, the new Charleston, that dance is surely a comer
Sometime you’ll dance it one time
The dance called the Charleston
Made in South Caroline!