Song parody of
Sunday on the Swanee
by Herbie Kay & His Orchestra
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From Columbia 3126-D - Sunday On The Swanee (Samuels-Whitcup-Powell) by Herbie Kay & his Orchestra, vocal by Elvan “Fuzzy” Combs and band, recorded in Chicago February 24, 1936
Now, let me take you down,
To a Swanee town,
That’s where the folks live a paradise,
Loafing all the live-long day...
My weary blues are all forgotten,
I’m free as air, ‘cause there’s no picking cotton,
Nothing for me to do,
It’s Sunday on the Swanee...
Bring out that rocking chair,
Put it by that Swanee river shore,
Light up my pipe, sing me a song,
And let me watch that Ol’ Man River go long...
I’m flying high; ain’t got no sorrow,
And even though I’ll be working tomorrow,
All of my dreams come true,
When it’s Sunday on the Swanee shore!
(Instrumental break)
Now, all my blues are gone,
‘Cause it’s Sunday morn’,
Loafing along on that Swanee shore,
Singing all the live-long day!
(BAND: Singing all the live-long day, all day, all day.)
From Columbia 3126-D - Sunday On The Swanee (Samuels-Whitcup-Powell) by Herbie Kay & his Orchestra, vocal by Elvan “Fuzzy” Combs and band, recorded in Chicago February 24, 1936
Now, let me take you down,
To a Swanee town,
That’s where the folks live a paradise,
Loafing all the live-long day...
My weary blues are all forgotten,
I’m free as air, ‘cause there’s no picking cotton,
Nothing for me to do,
It’s Sunday on the Swanee...
Bring out that rocking chair,
Put it by that Swanee river shore,
Light up my pipe, sing me a song,
And let me watch that Ol’ Man River go long...
I’m flying high; ain’t got no sorrow,
And even though I’ll be working tomorrow,
All of my dreams come true,
When it’s Sunday on the Swanee shore!
(Instrumental break)
Now, all my blues are gone,
‘Cause it’s Sunday morn’,
Loafing along on that Swanee shore,
Singing all the live-long day!
(BAND: Singing all the live-long day, all day, all day.)
