Текст песни Bing Crosby & Connee Boswell — That’s A-Plenty

That's a plenty's got a beat in it
The rythm's got a lot of heat in it
Now betcha five
Ten to five
It's gonna getcha doing what its doing to me

The dixie land comes oozin out of it
The dixie landers sure are proud of it
They call it jazz
What it has
That's a plenty for me!

Gonna head on down to New Orleans
Bassin street and fine cuisine
You don't have to have the means
A little bit of rhythm and your going right with them

Shut my big round rolling eyes
If you don't rocket to the skies
Hey boy
Say boy
That's a plenty for me!

You're gonna get mellow when that fellow blows his horn
Down where the blues was born
You'll be gone
The trumpets are trumpin gonna do me sumpin gonna
Be it out brother there's no other remedy
And that's a plenty
Plenty for me!

Blow the horn
Blow the horn
Don't you hear that happy sound
Beat the drum
Beat the drum
You can tell we're rythm bound
Take my hand
We're going to dixie land!

Wa wa wa wa
Wa wa wa wa
Wa wa wa wa
Da ba dopdaba dot da da

Once you start you're gonna stay in it
Every night you're out cafe in it
Swing your queen
What I mean
Brother your as god as any human could be

And when you're in the mood there ain't no stoppin' it
Live it breathe it blow your top in it
That is jazz
What it has
That's a plenty for me!

Thar's a plenty for me
Jazz!