Irving Caesar

Joseph Meyer

Roger Kahn

Names

Weather

Places

Time

Jazz

Vintage

1935

Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through.
Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you!
They say that when a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow he has no brow
Ain't it a shame? And you're to blame!
What's the use of Prohibition?
You produce the same condition,
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too!
I feel like the Emperor Nero when Rome was a very hot town.
Father Knickerbocker, you'll have to forgive me, I play while your city burns down.
Through all its night life I fiddle away,
It's not the right life, but think of the pay!
Some day I will bid it goodbye, I'll put my
fiddle away and I'll say:
Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through.
Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you!
They say that when a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow he has no brow
Ain't it a shame? And you're to blame!
What's the use of Prohibition?
You produce the same condition,
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too!

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Irving Caesar

Joseph Meyer

Roger Kahn

Names

Weather

Places

Time

Jazz

Vintage

1937

Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through.
Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you!
They say that when a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow he has no brow
Ain't it a shame? And you're to blame!
What's the use of Prohibition?
You produce the same condition,
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too!
I feel like the Emperor Nero when Rome was a very hot town.
Father Knickerbocker, you'll have to forgive me, I play while your city burns down.
Through all its night life I fiddle away,
It's not the right life, but think of the pay!
Some day I will bid it goodbye, I'll put my
fiddle away and I'll say:
Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through.
Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you!
They say that when a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow he has no brow
Ain't it a shame? And you're to blame!
What's the use of Prohibition?
You produce the same condition,
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too!

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Ray Noble

1939

Sweet Indian warrior
Since first I met you
I can\'t forget you
Cherokee sweetheart

Child of the prairie
Your love keeps calling
My heart enthralling
Ooh Cherokee

Dreams of summertime
Of wintertime gone by
Throng my memory so tenderly and sigh

My sweet Indian warrior
One day I\'ll hold you
In my arms fold you
Oh Cherokee

Brave Indian warrior
Since I first met you
I can\'t forget you
Cherokee sweetheart

Child of the prairie
Your love keeps calling
My heart enthralling
Ooh Cherokee

Dreams of summertime
Of wintertime gone by
Throng my memory so tenderly and sigh

My sweet Indian warrior
One day I\'ll hold you
In my arms enfold you
Ooh Cherokee

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Al Jolson

Buddy DeSylva

Joseph Meyer

Love

Weather

Country/Nature

Places

Colours

Animals

Easy Listening

Vintage

1932

When the wintry winds starts blowing
And the snow is starting in the fall
Then my eyes went westward knowing
That's the place that i love best of all
California i've been blue
Since i've been away from you
I can't wait 'till i get blowing
Even now i'm starting in a call

California, Here I Come
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait
open up that golden gate
California, Here I Come

California, Here I Come (yeaaaaaah!)
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait (come on!)
open up (open up! open up!) that golden gate
California, Here I Come

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