Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Your form, just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
There let me stomp away with you
Savoy,
Savoy,
Savoy.
Your form just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
Oh, how my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy,
Savoy,
Savoy, there let me stomp away
With you.
Louis Armstrong - Stompin' at the Savoy into When It's Sleepy Time Down South [Medley] Lyrics
Louis Armstrong - Stompin' at the Savoy into When It's Sleepy Time Down South [Medley] Lyrics
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Your form, just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
There let me stomp away with you
Savoy,
Savoy,
Savoy.
Your form just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
Oh, how my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy,
Savoy,
Savoy, there let me stomp away
With you.
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Your form, just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
There let me stomp away with you
Savoy,
Savoy,
Savoy.
Your form just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.
Oh, how my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
An' Stompin' with you at the Savoy
What joy,
Savoy,
Savoy, there let me stomp away
With you.
Writer: Benny Goodman, Edgar Sampson, Chick Webb
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.