Fats Waller and his Rhythm
the joint is jumpin
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They have a new expression,
Along ol' Harlem Way,
That tells you when a party,
Is ten times more than gay.
To say that things are jumpin',
Leaves not a single doubt,
That everything, is in full swing,
When you hear somebody shout.
This joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin',
Come in cats and check your hats, I mean this joint is jumpin'.
The piano's thumpin,
The dancers are bumpin,
This here spot, Is more than hot,
In fact, the joint is jumpin'.
Check your weapons at the door,
Be sure to pay your quarter,
Burn your leather on the floor,
Grab anybody's daughter,
The roof is rockin',
The neighbours'(are) knockin',
We're all bums, when the waggon comes,
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
- Album:
- The Chronological Classics: Fats Waller 1941
- Jazz Greats
- Harlem Comes to London
- The Last Years: 1940-1943
- Jazz Piano Masters 3
- Beaux Themes Du Jazz 2
- 1941 Hits (Remastered)
- Fats Waller And His Rhythm (Remastered)
- Jazz Through the Years: 1917-1955, Vol. 12
- Jazz Collection Of 1943
- Best of the World
- A Handful of Keys
- The Chronological Classics: Fats Waller 1935
- Classic Jazz: The Thirties
- Jazz Piano History
- Fats Waller & His Rhythm, Volume 1: 1934-1936
- The Middle Years, Part 1 (1936-1938)
- Jazz in the Charts 021 (1935)
- Jazz in the Charts 022 (1935)
- Jazz in the Charts 026 (1936)