I Love To Singa

Cab Calloway

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!





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!