Rhythm Is Our Business

by donnie joe's American Swing

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donnie joe’s American Swing
Rhythm Is Our Business

Recorded Live At JunkYard Studios, Newport, Wales, UK
10 April & 14 May 2016

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released May 3, 2017

Don ‘donnie joe’Sweeney - Guitar & Vocals
Heulwen Thomas - Fiddle & Vocals
Tamasin Reardon - Alto Saxophone
Gareth Hall - Piano & Vocals
Ashley-John Long - Upright Bass
Greg Evans - Drums & Vocals

All songs arranged by Don ‘donnie joe’ Sweeney

Produced by FeelGood Music & Don ‘donnie joe’ Sweeney
Executive Producers - Jamie Young & Gareth Hall
Engineering and Mastering - Jamie Young

CD cover design: Don ‘donnie joe’ Sweeney
photography: Jessy Zee Creative @jessyzeecreative
illustration ‘impressionist instruments’ by Amber Mae Sweeney
© 2016 FeelGood Music All Rights Reserved

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Swinging jazz, Witty tunes, Infectious rhythms, and Poignant songs; donnie joe's American Swing brings them all together for the best of the 30s, 40s, 50s, & 60s. Music with a beat that will surely put a smile on your face, get your toes tapping, and make you feel like dancing. ... more

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Track Name: Jump, Jive, And Wail
Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail Baby, baby it' looks like it's gonna hail You better come inside
Let me teach you how to jive and wail

Chorus
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale
Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale
Mama's in the backyard learning how to jive and wail

Chorus

A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male One good thing about him
He knows how to jive and wail

Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jill stayed up, she wants to learn how to jive and wail

Chorus (repeat)
Track Name: Frim Fram Sauce
I don`t want French fried potatoes,
Red ripe tomatoes,
I`m never satisfied.
I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fay
And chafafa on the side.

I don`t want pork chops and bacon,
That won`t awaken
My appetite inside.
I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fay
And chafafa on the side.

A boy’s really got to eat
And a boy he should eat right.
Fives going to get you ten
I`m gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don`t want fish cakes and rye bread,
Listen to what I said.
Waiter, please serve it deep fried
I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fay
And chafafa on the side.

A boy’s really got to eat
And a boy he should eat right.
Fives going to get you ten
I`m gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don`t want fish cakes and rye bread,
Didn’t you hear what I said.
And waiter please serve it deep fried
I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fay
And chafafa on the side.

I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fay
And chafafa …
Chafafa on the side.
Track Name: Caldonia
Walking with my baby She’s got great big feet
She’s long lean and lanky Ain’t had nothing to eat
But she’s my baby
And I love her just the same
I’m Crazy ‘bout that woman and Caldonia is her name

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard
I love you, I love you just the same
I’m crazy ‘bout that woman and Caldonia is her name
Oh yeah,

You know, my momma
She told me to leave that Caldonia alone,
She said, Boy stay away from that girl.
She ain’t nooo good for ya,
But my momma just didn’t what Caldonia was putting down
And not just in the Laundromat
So I’m taking myself back up to Caldonia’s house
To ask her just one more time

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard
Track Name: Big Butter And Egg Man
She wants a big butter and egg man
A great big butter and egg man
From way out West

She sick and tired
Of working hard all day
She wants a man with money
So she can just lay away and play all day

Well them fancy clothes
They’ll never be mine
From what she told me just the other day
I hope she don’t change
She don’t change her mind

‘Cause she wants
A great big butter and egg man
A great big butter and egg man
Well I hope she don’t make me beg man
Cause I’m a great big butter and egg man
From way out West
Track Name: Choo Choo Ch'Boogie
Headin' for the station with a pack on my back,
I'm tired of transportation in the back of hack,
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickity clack,
And hear the lonesome whistle,
See the smoke from the stack,
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack!

Chorus
Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!

You reach your destination, but alas and alack!
You need some compensation to get back in the black, You take your morning paper from the top of the stack, And read the situation from the front to the back,
The only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
So put it right back in the stack, Jack!

Chorus

I’m gonna settle down by the railroad track,
And live the life of Riley in a beaten-down shack,
So when I hear a whistle I can peak through the crack,
And watch the train a rollin' when they're ballin' the jack,
I love the rhythm of the clickity clack,
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!

Chorus
Track Name: I Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby
I can't give you anything but love…baby
That's the only thing there’s plenty of...baby
Dream a while...scheme a while
You're sure to find....
Happiness and I guess
All those things you've pined for

Gee I love to see you lookin' swell…baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworths' doesn't sell...baby
Till that lucky day, you know darn well…baby
I can't give you anything but love

Gee I love to see you lookin' swell…baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworths' doesn't sell...baby
Till that lucky day, you know darn well …
You’re my baby
I can't give you anything but love
Track Name: Kansas City
Well, going to Kansas City
Kansas City Here I Come
Going to Kansas City
Kansas City Here I Come
They got the crazy little women there
And I’m going to get me one

Going to be standing on the corner
Of 12 St and Vine
Standing on the corner
Of 12 St and Vine
With my Kansas City baby
And a bottle of Kansas City wine

I might take a boat
I might take a plane
And if I gotta swim Lord
I’m going just the same
Over to Kansas City
Kansas City Here I Come
They got the crazy little women there
And I’m going to get me one
Come on Tamasin go get me one!

If I stay in this town
I know I’m going to die
Gotta find a friendly city Lord and that’s the reason why
I’m going to Kansas City
Kansas City Here I Come
They got the crazy little women there
And I’m going to get me one

I might take a boat
I might take a plane
And if I gotta swim Lord
I’m going just the same
Over to Kansas City
Kansas City Here I Come
Crazy little women there
And I’m going to get me one

Come on girls let’s all go get one!
Track Name: You've Got The Right Key Baby, But The Wrong Keyhole
Well this here’s a true story
From when I was a much younger
Let’s say, not such a wise man

You see, me and my old lady,
Yeah my old lady and me,
We had had a falling out.
So I told her you go get someone else if you think you can,
And I was gone without a shadow of a doubt.

But things got rough as they usually do
And I came crawling back late one night 'round 12 o'clock
Well I pulled my key out of my right front pocket
But my key wouldn't fit the lock.
Well the key went in, but it wouldn’t turn around
And as I pulled it out
I could see my old lady peeping at me
Though them front window curtains,
And she began to shout

She said ...
You got the right key baby, but the wrong keyhole
We never get along boy to save our soul
So I went on down to that hardware store
And I bought a new lock for our front door

I got a new man honey, and he’s so much better than you. He starts his loving right where yours used to get through.
So I’m going to blow you a kiss as you leave My door, Cause that key ain’t going to work in my lock no more
You got the right key baby,
But you're working it in the wrong keyhole.

You got the right key baby, but the wrong keyhole
We never got along boy to save our soul
So I went on down to that hardware store
And I bought a new lock for our front door

I got a new man baby, so much better than you.
He starts his loving right where yours used to get through.
So I’m going to blow you a kiss while you leave My door, Cause that key ain’t going to work in my lock no more
You got the right key baby,
Working in the wrong keyhole.

Shoop bop do bop ...

You got the right key baby, wrong keyhole
We never got along now to save our soul
She went on down to that hardware store
And she bought a new lock for our front door

Got the right key baby, the wrong Keyhole
We never got along now to save out soul
Well them brown haired women, they look so fine
But they’re never going to replace that blonde of mine
Got the right key, working in the wrong keyhole
Track Name: Everyday I Get The Blues
Chorus
Everyday, Everyday I have the Blues
Everyday, Everyday I have the Blues
And you see me worrying
‘Cause it’s you I hate to lose

Nobody loves me, Ain’t nobody seem to care
Nobody loves me, And ain’t nobody seems to care Speaking of bad luck and trouble
Well you know I’ve had my share

Chorus

I’m going to pack my suitcase, and move on down the line
I’m going to pack my suitcase, and move on down the line
And there’ll be nobody worrying,
No there won’t be nobody crying

Chorus

Everyday, Everyday I have the Blues
Everyday, Everyday I have the Blues
And you see me crying
‘Cause it’s you I hate to lose
Track Name: Just A Gigolo / I Ain't Got Nobody
Just a gigolo
And everywhere I go
People know the part this cat's playing
I’m paid for every dance
Selling sweet romance
But oooh what are they saying
Well there will come a day
My youth’s a passing away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
They'll say just a gigolo
Life goes on without me
'Cause ...

I ain’t got nobody
Nobody cares for me

I'm so sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance on me ‘Cause I aint so bad

Well I’ll give you good lovin’ baby
All of the time
If you’ll just promise to be that Sweet lovin’ baby o' mine

I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares for me
Track Name: Rhythm Is Our Business
Rhythm is our business, rhythm’s what we sell
Rhythm is our business, and business sure is swell
Now if you got the blues, rhythm's what you need
‘Cause if you got rhythm you're sure to succeed now
Rhythm is our business, and rhythm’s what we sell

She plays saxophone in the band (in the band)
Yeah, Tamasin plays the sax in the band (in the band)
And when she goes up that scale
Zoo bop, Shoo doop …
She can really wail now

She’s that fiddle gal in the band (in the band)
Yeah, Heulwen plays that fiddle in the band (in the band)
And when she rosins up her bow
Man oh man, she can go cat go now

He's the piano man in the band (in the band)
Yes Gareth Hall’s got 10 fingers on each hand (on each hand)
And he know such a fine way
To make his roland sound like a Steinway now

He’s the bass man in the band (in the band)
Yeah, Ashley-John Long slaps that bass with his hands (with his hands)
And when he plucks on those strings
Happiness to you he brings now

He's the drummer man, in the band (in the band)
Yes Greg plays them skins, with his hands (with his hands)
And when he picks up them sticks
The boys in the band they all play hot licks now

(Hip Hop!)
Now Basie, Woody, Duke and Stan
Boy their music it sure was grand
They played it cool and they played it hot
And we all loved their sounds a lot
Now we’re donnie joe’s American Swing
And your toes will start tapping when we do our thing
So stand on up and watch us go
We’re getting ready to blow

Yeah, this band can really go to town
When we start a Swingin’ can’t hold us down now
Rhythm is our business and
Rhythm’s what we sell
Track Name: Let The Good Times Roll
Come on everybody, Let’s have some fun
You only live once, And when you’re dead you’re done
So let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
Let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Let’s get together and let the good times roll

Don’t sit there mumblin’ Talkin’ all trash
If you want to have a ball, You gotts to spend some cash
And let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
Let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Let’s get together and let the good times roll

Hey Mr Landlord, Lock up all the doors
If the Police come knockin’ Just tell em the joints a closed And let the good time roll (let the good times roll!)
Yeah, let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Let’s get together and let the good times roll

Hey Everybody, donnie joe’s here to sing
I gotta dollar and a quarter and I’m raring to swing
Come on everybody, ‘Cause talk is cheap
I gotts a 50 pents more than I’m going to keep
So let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
Yeah, let the good times roll (let the good times roll!)
I don’t care if you’re young or old
Let’s get together and let the good times roll

It don’t matter if it’s a rainy weather
Birds of a feather gots to stick together
Get yourself under control, Let get together and let the Good times roll!