Еще немного джаза. |
Что может получиться, когда музыку пишет Джордж Гершвин, стихи - Айра Гершвин, а исполняет Элла Фицджеральд?
Шедевр.
Strike Up The Band
Let the drums roll out
Let the trumpet call
While the people shout
Strike up the band
Hear the cymbals ring
Callin' one and all
To the martial swing,
Strike up the band
There is work to be done, to be done
There's a war to be won, to be won
Come, you son of a son of a gun,
Take your stand
Fall in line, yea a bow
Come along, let's go
Hey, leader, strike up the band!
<instrumental break>
There is work to be done, to be done
There's a war to be won, to be won
Come, you son of a son of a gun,
Take your stand
Fall in line, yea a bow
Come on, let's go
Hey, leader, strike up
Hey, leader, strike up
Hey, leader, strike up the band
A эта вещь мне еще нравится в исполнении Дорис Дей, но такую запись я только на виниловой пластинке нашла)
Clap Your Hands
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Everybody come along
And join the
Jubilee!
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Don't you lose time
Don't you lose time
Come along
And shake your shoes.
Time now for
You and me.
On the sands of time
You're only a pebble.
But then the trouble
Must be treated
Just like a rebel:
Send it to the devil!
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Everybody come along
And join the
Jubilee!
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