Once they called it ragtime
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing
Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeped the nation
Now they call it swing
When singers used to sing
They would go hot cha
But with this modern thing
Now they go dru-do do, dra-da-da
Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing
Holiday Billie - NOW THEY CALL IT SWING Lyrics
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Once they called it ragtime
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing
Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeped the nation
Now they call it swing
When singers used to sing
They would go hot cha
But with this modern thing
Now they go dru-do do, dra-da-da
Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing
Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeped the nation
Now they call it swing
When singers used to sing
They would go hot cha
But with this modern thing
Now they go dru-do do, dra-da-da
Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing
Writer: LOU HANDMAN, NORMAN CLOUTIER, VAUGHN DE-LEATH, WALTER HIRSCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management