Clap Yo' Hands Songtext
von Fred Astaire & Kay Thompson
Clap Yo' Hands Songtext
Ring-a them bells
Ring-a them be-lls
We is gwy-in
Don′t know where-a
All we know is
It's up they-a.
Somehow we got to
Climb that stay-a
Ring-a them
Ring-a them
Be-lls.
MAGGIE.
Come all you chil′en and
Gather around,
Gather around you chil'en!
And we will lose
That evil spirit called
Voodoo.
Bud-ela baa-bee-bo-bee!
UH!
Nothing but trouble
If he found you
If he has found you chil'en!
But you can chase
That hoodoo
With the dance that
You do.
Let us lead the way
Jubilee today
He′ll never hound you
Step on the ground
You chil′en!
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!
BOTH.
So ring-a them bells
Ring-a them bells out
Ring-a them ring-a them
Ring-a them ring-a them
Be-lls!
MAGGIE.
Well, Mister Tallahassee, how we doin′?
Di*k.
Why, we is the two most friendly vibrations you ever seen.
MAGGIE.
Hey diddle-diddle
The cat and the fiddle
Di*k.
The dish ran away with the spoon.
Missus Tallahassee, do you know why a chicken crosses the road?
MAGGIE.
No, why does a chicken cross the road?
Di*k.
Why, to get to the second floor, woman.
MAGGIE.
Oh man, you is a genius.
BOTH.
Roses are red
The violets are blue
The dresses is got to be sewed, so
Let's get this show on the road!
MAGGIE.
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Gimme that beat boy
Beat boy beat boy.
Gimme that gimme that
Gimme that gimme that
Crazy knocked out beat!
You got to u-e-awa
U-e-awa u-e-awa
U-e-awa u-e-ar if
You wanna get to the promised land
You got to clap yo hands.
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Gimme some heat man
Heat man heat man.
Gimme some gimme some
Gimme some gimme some
Dixie Land beat!
When you hear that Dixie Land
You got to clap yo hands.
Clap yo hands
Clap yo hands
Hallelujah
Hallelu— hallelu—
Hallelujah
Come along
And join the
Jubilee!
Ring-a them be-lls
We is gwy-in
Don′t know where-a
All we know is
It's up they-a.
Somehow we got to
Climb that stay-a
Ring-a them
Ring-a them
Be-lls.
MAGGIE.
Come all you chil′en and
Gather around,
Gather around you chil'en!
And we will lose
That evil spirit called
Voodoo.
Bud-ela baa-bee-bo-bee!
UH!
Nothing but trouble
If he found you
If he has found you chil'en!
But you can chase
That hoodoo
With the dance that
You do.
Let us lead the way
Jubilee today
He′ll never hound you
Step on the ground
You chil′en!
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!
BOTH.
So ring-a them bells
Ring-a them bells out
Ring-a them ring-a them
Ring-a them ring-a them
Be-lls!
MAGGIE.
Well, Mister Tallahassee, how we doin′?
Di*k.
Why, we is the two most friendly vibrations you ever seen.
MAGGIE.
Hey diddle-diddle
The cat and the fiddle
Di*k.
The dish ran away with the spoon.
Missus Tallahassee, do you know why a chicken crosses the road?
MAGGIE.
No, why does a chicken cross the road?
Di*k.
Why, to get to the second floor, woman.
MAGGIE.
Oh man, you is a genius.
BOTH.
Roses are red
The violets are blue
The dresses is got to be sewed, so
Let's get this show on the road!
MAGGIE.
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Gimme that beat boy
Beat boy beat boy.
Gimme that gimme that
Gimme that gimme that
Crazy knocked out beat!
You got to u-e-awa
U-e-awa u-e-awa
U-e-awa u-e-ar if
You wanna get to the promised land
You got to clap yo hands.
Clap yo hands
Slap yo thighs
Gimme some heat man
Heat man heat man.
Gimme some gimme some
Gimme some gimme some
Dixie Land beat!
When you hear that Dixie Land
You got to clap yo hands.
Clap yo hands
Clap yo hands
Hallelujah
Hallelu— hallelu—
Hallelujah
Come along
And join the
Jubilee!
Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
