It Ain't Necessarily So Songtext
von Ella Fitzgerald
It Ain't Necessarily So Songtext
It ain′t necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The things that you′re liable to read in the Bible
It ain't necessarily so
Little David was small but oh my
Little David was small but oh my
He fought the Goliath who lay down and dieth
Little David was small but oh my
Yes, Jonah he lived in the whale
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
For he made his home in that fish abdomen
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Little Moses was found in the stream
Little Moses was found in the stream
He floated on water 'til old Pharaoh′s daughter
She fished him, she says, from that stream
It ain′t necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
They tell all the children
The devil′s a villain
But it ain't necessarily so
To get into heaven, don′t snap for a seven
Live clean, don't have no fault
Oh, I′d take that gospel whenever it's possible
But with a grain of salt
Methuselah lived nine hundred years (hmm, sing it, Ella)
Methuselah lived nine hundred years (hmm, oh, does he?)
But who calls that livin' when no gal will give in to no man
What′s nine hundred years?
Now I′m preachin' this sermon to you
Ain′t necessarily
Ain't necessarily
Ain′t necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The things that you′re liable to read in the Bible
It ain't necessarily so
Little David was small but oh my
Little David was small but oh my
He fought the Goliath who lay down and dieth
Little David was small but oh my
Yes, Jonah he lived in the whale
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
For he made his home in that fish abdomen
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Little Moses was found in the stream
Little Moses was found in the stream
He floated on water 'til old Pharaoh′s daughter
She fished him, she says, from that stream
It ain′t necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
They tell all the children
The devil′s a villain
But it ain't necessarily so
To get into heaven, don′t snap for a seven
Live clean, don't have no fault
Oh, I′d take that gospel whenever it's possible
But with a grain of salt
Methuselah lived nine hundred years (hmm, sing it, Ella)
Methuselah lived nine hundred years (hmm, oh, does he?)
But who calls that livin' when no gal will give in to no man
What′s nine hundred years?
Now I′m preachin' this sermon to you
Ain′t necessarily
Ain't necessarily
Ain′t necessarily so
Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin, Du Bose Heyward, Dorothy Heyward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com