a thing if it ain't got that swing. It don't mean athing all you've got to do is sing. It wakes no difference if it's sweet or hot. Just keep that rhythm. give it everything you've got! It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing!
You must take the "A"train. To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the "A"train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. Hurry,get on, now it's coming. Listen to those rails a-thrumming. All aboad, get on the "A"train. Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem.
You must take the "A"train. To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the "A"train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. Hurry,get on, now it's coming. Listen to those rails a-thrumming. All aboad, get on the "A"train. Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem.
Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I way keep. The mem'ry of our caravan. This is so exciting You are so inviting Resting in my arms As I thrill to the magic charms of you beside me here beneath the blue. My dream of love is coming true with in our desert caravan!