Recorded live at Twinwood Festival 2016
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It must be Jelly
02:42
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IT MUST BE JELLY - LYRICS
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Written by: Chummy McGregor & George Williams 1942
Published 1942
Well it must be jelly babe
Because jam don’t shake like that.
Well it must be jelly babe
Because jam don’t shake like that.
Oh I love you mama
Because you’re so big and fat.
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CA SE FAIT CA SE FAIT PAS - LYRICS
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Written by: Alix Combelle, Leon Gaste, Francis Blanche 1941
Published 1941
Ca se fait, Ca se fait, ahhh ca se fait pas!
Y’a des tas de gens, des vrais savants
Qui ont lu de fort beaux livres
A propos du savoir vivre
Ce qui se fait ou pas
On le sait déjà
Quand on a de l’éducation
On sait faire la distinction!
Aller a l’opéra - Ca se fait,
Manger de l’ananas - Ca se fait,
Manger de l’ananas a l’opéra – Ahhhh ca se fait pas!
Se faire du pied parfois - Ca se fait,
Et meme se faire du plat - Ca se fait,
Mais mettre directement les pieds dans le plat – Ahhh ca se fait pas!
Y’a des choses dans l’existence
Qui se font qui ne se font pas
Et pour saisir la nuance
Il suffit d’essayer une fois!
Chanter l’avé Maria - Ca se fait,
Chanter zoo zoo zoo za - Ca se fait,
Mais chanter la grand messe sur cet air la – ahhh ca se fait pas!
Faire la cour a son amour
Au café ca ca se fait
Mais faire le café dans la cour
Ca par contre ca ce fait jamais
Ecrire deux lettres par mois - Ca se fait,
Trois lettres une autre fois - Ca se fait,
Mais envoyer les cinq lettres a la fois – Ahhh ca se fait pas!
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YOU RUN YOUR MOUTH I RUN MY BUSINESS BROTHER - LYRICS
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Written by: Lil Hardin Armstrong
Published 1940
You catch me beatin' up your chops?
I ought to turn you over to the cops,
But dig this spiel I'm going to lay on you, gate,
Don't cop your broom, park the body and wait.
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You tell everybody I'm busted,
You talk so much you got me disgusted.
But you run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You start in tellin' me you're my pal,
And end up tellin' me how to handle my gal,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.
You run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
Just run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You always tellin' me what to do,
Sayin', "I wouldn't do that if I was you!"
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.
Just clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother,
Clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother,
If I'd followed your advice on how to make dough,
I'd been in the jailhouse long ago.
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.
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Mon amour
02:48
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MON AMOUR - LYRICS
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Words & music by Benoit Viellefon
Published 2012
Mon amour, je t’aimerais toujours,
Tant que tu seras belle,
Il me poussera des ailes.
Ma chérie, toi et moi pour la vie,
Tant que tu seras jolie,
Tu me feras envie.
Et si un jour tu deviens grosse
C’est parce qu’on aura fait des gosses ;
Mais pour moi tu seras la même,
Et tous les jours je dirais « Je t’aime »
Mon amoureuse, tu ne sais pas cuisiner,
Mais t’es si bien roulée,
Je veux bien me marier !
Mon amour, je t’aimerais toujours,
Tant que tu auras de cheveux
Je te dirais « je veux »
Mon lapin, demande-moi ma main,
Un diamant ca fait bien,
Mais n’attends pas demain
Et si un jour tu deviens gras,
Il faudra que je trouve un autre gars,
Un qui n’a pas besoin de bretelles,
Et qui me dit que je suis belle !
Mon amoureux, t’es pas une bête au pieux
Mais je ne ferais pas la gueule,
Je ne serais pas bégueule,
Et même si on s’engueule,
Ca vaut mieux que d’être seul.
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It ain't me
02:23
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IT AIN'T ME - LYRICS
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Music by Joe Webb & Benoit Viellefon, lyrics by Benoit Viellefon
Published 2014
I don’t know
I don’t care
I don’t want to hear
I don’t know
I don’t care
It ain’t me!
Don’t know why
You always
Put the blame on me
I don’t know
I don’t care
It ain’t me!
You don’t know what you’re saying
All you do is do my head in
And you scream
And you shout
Why don’t you get out?
You are mean
I was right
It ain’t me!
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Egyptian Ella
04:10
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EGYPTIAN ELLA - LYRICS
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Written by Walter Doyle
Published 1931
Ella was a dancing girl who started getting fat
Every day saw three more pounds on Ella
Until one day she found she'd lost her job because of that
And to make it worse, she'd lost her fella
She took a trip to Egypt to forget
And she made such a hit that she's there yet.
If you hear of a gal who can quake and shake
'Till it makes you think of a nervous snake
They're speaking of Egyptian Ella
She weighs two-twenty but they don't care
They like 'em plenty that way out there
She has the love of every fella
Well she does a certain dance with certain parts
Down the River Nile
Which makes the boys take their old sweet-hearts
And throw them to the crocodiles
And every sheik in the audience
Jumps up and offers their love intents,
Oh how they love Egyptian Ella.
All the boys hang around but she clearly states
That she doesn't give a fig about dates
They couldn't take Egyptian Ella
Well a sheik tried to kidnap her once I'm told
She shook so much he lost his hold
He couldn't take Egyptian Ella
And the Pasha wrote a royal note
with his royal fist
Which states because of the dance she does
She's on royal wedding list
And that's how fame of a different sort
Has come at last from an indoor sport
Oh how they love Egyptian Ella
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My woman
02:59
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MY WOMAN - LYRICS
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Written by Bing Crosby, Max Wartell, Irving Wallman
Published 1929
My woman is mean as she can be
My woman, she makes a fool of me
Never treats me good
Don’t know why I should love her.
She’s lying when she says “I love you”
I know it but what am I to do
Though she makes me cry,
I don’t care ’cause I love her.
Once I laughed at love,
Thought it all wrong
An she cam along like a news song
Now I sing a blue song.
My woman, she has a heart of stone
Not human but she may be my own
Till the day I die
I’ll always love my woman.
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Ferme la bouche
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FERME LA BOUCHE - LYRICS
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Written by Taps Miller, Armand Gordon
Published 1946
Ferme la bouche si tu dis des bêtises,
Ferme la bouche si t’es cinglé
Ferme la bouche mais qu’est-ce que tu racontes
Si tu sais pas ce que tu dis tu fermes la bouche
Ferme la bouche ça n’a ni queue ni tête
Ferme la bouche oh quel casse pied
Ferme la bouche sais tu que tu nous embêtes ?
Si tu sais pas ce que tu dis tu ferme la bouche
Et patati et patata blablabli et blablabla
Et patati et patata blablabli et blablabla
Ferme la bouche tu nous rends tous malades
Ferme la bouche quel heur est-il ?
Ferme la bouche ça devient insupportable
Si tu sais pas ce que tu dis tu fermes la bouche
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EVERYTIME I HEAR THAT MELLOW SAXOPHONE - LYRICS
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written by Ray Montrell, J. Marascalco, and S.R. Blackwell
Published ?
I wanna mambo, sambo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll roll
Bop bop bop
I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Whoaaaaa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll roll
Bop bop bop
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My dog is a gypsy
03:09
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MY DOG IS A GYPSY - LYRICS
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Words & music by Benoit Viellefon
Published 2012
My dog is a gypsy
He’s always tipsy
My dog is a manouche,
And he smells rather louche.
I don’t know where he’s going
But I know where he’s fouling.
My dog is a gypsy
And he wont listen to me.
My dog is a gypsy
He’s always so hungry.
He digs through the garbage
Eats what he can salvage.
I don’t know where he’s gone
But I hear what he’s done.
My dog is a gypsy
And he won’t listen to me.
My dog is a gypsy
He’s not really pretty.
My dog is not farouche,
But he smells rather louche
I don’t know where he’s going
But I know where he’s licking.
My dog is a gypsy
And he won’t listen to me
My dog is a gypsy
He’s always so horny.
My dog is a real stud
Always covered in mud.
I don’t know where he’s gone
But I hear what he’s done.
My dog is a gypsy
And he won’t listen to me.
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It don't mean a thing
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IT DON'T MEAN A THING IF IT AI'NT GOT THAT SWING - LYRICS
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Music by Duke Ellington, lyrics by Irvin Mills
Published 1931
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo wap…)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo wap…)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo wap…)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo wap…)It makes no difference
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ABOUT THIS TRACK
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"It Don't Mean a Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)" is a 1931 composition by Duke Ellington with lyrics by Irving Mills. It is now accepted as a jazz standard, and jazz historian Gunther Schuller characterized it as "now legendary" and "a prophetic piece and a prophetic title". In 2008, Ellington's 1932 recording of the song was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame.
The music was composed and arranged by Ellington in August 1931 during intermissions at the Lincoln Tavern in Chicago; the lyrics were contributed by Irving Mills. According to Ellington, the song's title was the credo of trumpeter Bubber Miley, who was dying of tuberculosis at the time; Miley died the year the song was released.
The song was first recorded by Ellington and his orchestra for Brunswick Records on February 2, 1932. Ivie Anderson sang the vocal and trombonist Joe Nanton and alto saxophonist Johnny Hodges played the solos. In later performances, trumpeter Ray Nance often sang the vocal.
The song became famous, Ellington wrote, "as the expression of a sentiment which prevailed among jazz musicians at the time." It contains one of the earliest uses in popular music of the term "swing".
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Cheek to cheek
02:57
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CHEEK TO CHEEK - LYRICS
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Written by Irving Berlin
Published 1935
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me thro' the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.
Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me thro' to
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek
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Pennies from heaven
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PENNIES FROM HEAVEN - LYRICS
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Music by Arthur Johnston, lyrics by Johnny Burke
Published 1936
Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?
You'll find your fortune's falling all over the town
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
If you want the things you love, you must have showers
So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
Every time, every time it rains, it's gonna rain pennies from heaven
Don't you know every cloud contains lots of pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune's falling, baby, all over the town
Be sure, be sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
If you want the things you love, you've got to have showers
So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
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Polka dots and moonbeams
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POLKA DOTS AND MOONBEAMS - LYRICS
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Music by Jimmy Van Heusen, lyrics by Johnny Burke
Published 1940
A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon"
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around a pug-nosed dream
The music started and was I the perplexed one
I held my breath and said, "May I have the next one?"
In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams
Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
As we floated over the floor
There were questions, but my heart knew all the answers
And perhaps a few things more
Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter
I know the meaning of the words "ever after"
And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams
When I kiss the pug-nosed dream
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Benoit Viellefon London, UK
Benoit Viellefon is a French singer and guitarist established in the UK. Specialised in 1920's 1930's and 1940's music, Benoit is resident at Ronnie Scotts and other famous clubs. Benoit appears in many Hollywood films, TV and radio productions, festivals, and performed for VIP such as Madonna, the Queen, or the Kremlin. He often tours with his 3 bands: The Orchestra, the Hot Club, the trio. ... more
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Stowaways in Paradise
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Martin Wheatley is THE BEST guitar, steel guitar, pedal steel, ukulele player in the UK, and when it comes to 1920-1930-1940's music. He is the authority on the music of this period and a virtuoso!
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