Lyrics Sabre Dance (From Gayne) - Woody Herman and His Orchestra, Арам Ильич Хачатурян

Sabre Dance (From Gayne)

My heart begins to tingle when the bells begin to jingle
Zig-idee, zing, zing, zing, zig-I-dee zing zing
Ev’ry time they play the sabre dance
My heart beats try to capture all the rhythm and the rapture;
Zig-idee, zing, zing, zing, zig-I-dee zing zing
Ev’ry time they play the sabre dance
I love the spell I’m under when the drums begin to thunder
Boom-I-dee boom boom, boom-I-dee boom boom
Like the tempo of a tropic rain
When I hear trumpets blaring I can feel adventure flaring
Ra-ta-ta tat tat, ra-ta-ta tat tat
I am in a mood I can’t explain
I drift to an isle of perfume where summer roses eternally bloom
There in a golden gleam waits my one wonderful dream;
Music take me don’t forsake me
Let me be a ship lost at sea that the winds rock and roll;
Whirling, swirling, twirling, out of control
That music drives me crazy
Ev’rything becomes so hazy;
Drums are booming, cellos zooming
Cymbals crashing, sabres flashing in a willy nilly sort of way
I seem to hear it night and day;
Blending in romantic fashion, melody, moonlight and passion
Riding high on heaven’s highway
Purple stars are guiding my way;
I am like a comet whizzing by
Just when I get the feeling that the universe
Is reeling, suddenly the song is ending;
And I find that I’m descending like a star
Toppling!
Twisting!
Tumbling!
And down and down and down and down and
Roun' and roun' and roun' and roun' and
Down and down and down and down
And I begin to spin into a trance
Ev’ry time they play that sabre dance