Lyrics:
Lu la lu la lu
Lu la lu la ly
Uncle Satchmo's lullaby
Ich sag Gute Nacht
And I say good night
Schon leuchtet ein Stern
Yes, I see the light
Lu la lu la lu
Lu la lu la ly
Uncle Satchmo's lullaby
Ich sag Gute Nacht
And I say good night
Schon leuchtet ein Stern
Yes, I see the light
the Lord is for me?
When the Lord is for me
I'mma say it loud cause I'm ready to go
Like Louise Armstrong
You could call me Satchmo
I'mma say it loud cause
Gamle milde Satchmo
Ansikt som hjulspor på sletten
Som muld og morild
Sår på leppene
Blod på munnstykket av messing
Alltid raser solstormen i dine
that the old time religon to be played out the horn and the blues was born
Satchmo's breathin' deep in my soul
Let me sing it to you
Hallelujah
rolls in
I swear I can hear a far-off music
Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville
Satchmo wailing somewhere in Chicago
Coltrane reaching for
rolls in
I swear I can hear a far-off music
Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville
Satchmo wailing somewhere in Chicago
Coltrane reaching for
look at a Draco
Chop got one too he gone blow it like Satchmo
Balenciagas they looking like bumper cars
You get to dripping like this when you trappin'
Is it OK if we play the blues
Satchmo says that that's quite OK
Is it OK if I play one more song
Satchmo says that that's quite OK
If I wanted
fuck it
Stolen bucket, AR and LAP
This ain't no fucking musket
Catch me out in public blowing
Loud like Satchmo's trumpet
Heard trouble comin, I ain't
that life just won't quit
But here are some of music's pioneers
Which time will not allow us to forget
Well there's Basie, Miller, Satchmo
And the king
The trumpet child will blow his horn
Will blast the sky till it?s reborn
With Gabriel?s power and Satchmo?s grace
He will surprise the human race
Miller, Satchmo
And the king of all, Sir Duke
And with a voice like Ella's ringin' out
There's no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You
Miller, Satchmo
And the king of all, Sir Duke
And with a voice like Ella's ringin' out
There's no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You
Sisters and brothers
This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you
My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go
done something rash
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
Did this song nice, lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That old
guy, he did something rash
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
look at the train, a number seven-o-nine
Just a hugging and a-puffing
And arriving on time
Changing the town from dead to alive
Satchmo and His Five
spends like a pimp babe
Do you suppose that our boy, he's did something rash
Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice,
Sisters and brothers
This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you
My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go
to be inspirational,
I think you're just sensational, Mame.
Mame
Mame
Yes, you make your Satchmo feel like a king, Mame
You make the world
guy, he did something rash
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
Mos' people groove behin' it
Crowdin' every ballroom floor in herds
Jes' swingin', an' swingin's
What they call it
Benny Moten was it
Satchmo from
spends like a pimp babe
Do you suppose that our boy, he's did something rash
Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice,
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