I Love to Sing-A

I Love to Sing-a - Royal Film Orchestra

Ah! Oh! ain't it grand

To live and breathe and let your chest expand.

Good morning Cab!

Good Morning Al!

Ah! The skies are blue,

The world's a song, When life is notes to you,

I've got eternal youth because

I've got my heart where it belongs,

Don't care who makes the nation's laws,

Long as I can sing its songs;

I love to sing-a

About the moon-a and

the June-a and the spring-a.

I love to sing-a

'Bout the sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a,

Anything-a with a swing-a to an I love you-a.

I love-a to, I love-a to sing.

Give me a song-a,

About the son-a-gun,

who went and done her wrong-a,

But keep it clean-a;

With a cottage small-a by the waterfall-a,

Any sob-a that'll throb-a to a bluebird's call-a.

I love-a to, I love-a to sing.

I was born a singin' fool-a,

La-de-da, Major Bowes is gonna spot me,

Got thru Yale, with Boola Boola,

La-de-da, Ole microphone's got me!

I love to sing-a

I love to wake up with the South-a in my mouth-a,

And wave the flag-a,

With a cheer for Uncle Sammy

and another for my mammy,

I love to sing!

I love to sing-a

About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a.

I love to sing-a

'Bout the sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a,

Anything-a with a swing-a to an I love you-a.

I love-a to, I love-a to sing.

Give me a song-a,

About the son-a-gun, who went and done her wrong-a,

But keep it clean-a;

With a cottage small-a by the waterfall-a,

Any sob-a that'll throb-a to a bluebird's call-a.

I love-a to, I love-a to sing.

I was born a singin' fool-a,

La-de-da, Major Bowes is gonna spot me,

Got thru Yale, with Boola Boola,

La-de-da, Ole microphone's got me!

I love to sing-a

I love to wake up with the South-a in my mouth-a,

And wave the flag-a,

With a cheer for Uncle Sammy

and another for my mammy,

I love to sing!