I Love To Singa

Cab Calloway

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    I love to sing-a
    About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a,
    I love to sing-a,
    About a sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a,
    Anything-a with a swing-a to an "I love you-a,"
    I love to, I love to sing!

    Give me a song-a
    About a son-a gun that went and done her wrong-a.
    But keep it clean-a,
    With a cottage small-a by a waterfall-a,
    Any sob-a that will throb-a to a bluebird's call-a,
    I love, I love to sing!

    I was born a singin' fool-a,
    Lah-de-dah!
    Ol' Major Bowes is gonna spot me,
    Got through Yale with boula-boula,
    Lah-de-dah!
    Old microphone's got me!

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    I love to sing-a,
    I love to wake up with the south-a in my mouth-a,
    And wave a flag-a,
    With a cheer for Uncle Sammy and another for my mammy,
    I love to sing!

    The swingin'est,
    Hot singin'est,
    Bell-ringin'est,
    Song singin'est
    High tootin'est,
    Sky tootin'est,
    I love to sing!

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    Composition: E.Y. Yip Harburg and Harold Arlen

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