Ah!— Oh, ain't it grand
To live and breathe
And let your chest expand
Morning Cab!
[Calloway]
Good Morning Al! Ah!—

The skies are blue, the world's a song
When life is notes to you
I've got eternal youth because
I've got my heart where it belongs
Don't care who makes the nation's laws
Long as I can sing its songs;

I love to sing-a
About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a
I love to sing-a
'Bout a sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a
Anything-a with a swing-a to an I love you-a
I love-a to, I love-a to sing

Give me a song-a
About a son-a-gun, who went and done her wrong-a
But keep it clean-a;
With a cottage small-a by a waterfall-a
Any sob-a that'll throb-a to a bluebird's call-a
I love-a to, I love-a to sing
I was born a singin' fool-a
La-de-da, Major Bowes is gonna spot me
Got thru Yale, with Boola Boola
La-de-da, Ole microphone's got me!

I love to sing-a
I love to wake up with the South-a in my mouth-a
And wave the flag-a
With a cheer for Uncle Sammy and another for my mammy
I love to sing!

[Cab Calloway]
I love to sing-a
About a moon-a and a June-a and a spring-a
Woah, I love to sing-a
'Bout a sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a
Anything-a with a swing-a to an I love you-a
Love, love to sing

Give me a song-a
About a son-a-gun that went and done her wrong-a
But keep it clean-a;
By a cottage small-a with a waterfall-a
Any sob-a that'll throb-a to a bluebird's call-a
Love, love to sing!
[Jolson]
I was born a singin' fool-a, la-de-da
[Calloway]
Oh Major Bowes is gonna spot ya!
[Jolson]
Got thru Yale, with Boola Boola, la-de-da
[Calloway]
Ole microphone got ya!

[Jolson]
I love to sing-a
I love to wake up with the South-a in my mouth-a
And wave the flag-a
With a cheer for Uncle Sammy and another for my mammy
I love to sing!