Stompin’ At The Savoy Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong
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[Verse 1: Ella Fitzgerald]
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance
[Verse 2: Ella Fitzgerald]
Your form just like a clinging vine
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine
[Bridge: Ella Fitzgerald]
How my heart is singing
While the band is swinging
Never tired of romping
And stomping with you at the Savoy
[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald]
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
Savoy, they let me stomp away with you
[Ella Fitzgerald]
(Scat singing)
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Drum solo: Louis Bellson]
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance
[Verse 2: Ella Fitzgerald]
Your form just like a clinging vine
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine
[Bridge: Ella Fitzgerald]
How my heart is singing
While the band is swinging
Never tired of romping
And stomping with you at the Savoy
[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald]
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
Savoy, they let me stomp away with you
[Ella Fitzgerald]
(Scat singing)
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Drum solo: Louis Bellson]
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
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