文本歌词

The Dixieland Band - Helen Ward
Written by：Bernie Hanighen/Johnny Mercer
D'y'ever hear the story of The Dixieland Band
Let me tell ya brother that the music was grand
They had a piano and a clarinet
Only thing they needed was a second cornet
And that's what lead to the ruin ruin of The Dixieland Band
When the folks would holler for the Maple Leaf Rag
They would get to swingin' but the trumpet would drag
They had to keep him 'cause he played so sweet
But they needed someone who could give them a beat
Someone who's born with the rhythm rhythm of The Dixieland Band
He'd play so sweetly 'stead o' playin'
He'd play so sweetly they'd be sayin'
Sure enough he got 'em so they couldn't play right
Finally he digged 'em on a Saturday night
He hit a note that was off the chord
Apoplexy got 'em and they went to the Lord
And that is the pitiful story the story of The Dixieland Band
Now they're up in heaven and they're happy at last
'Cause they found a trumpet man who really can blast
The way he swings 'em is an awful shame
He can really do it - Gabriel is his name
And now folks here is a sample listen to The Dixieland Band
If you hear a trumpet start to play
Don't you be afraid it's the Judgement Day
'Cause it's just Mister Gabriel soundin' his A
And The Dixieland Band is fixin' to play