Ebony Rhapsody

Ebony Rhapsody - Duke Ellington & His Orchestra

Lyrics by：Arthur Johnston/Sam Coslow

Composed by：Arthur Johnston/Sam Coslow

There's music down in Martinique isle

It's got any men you had beat a mile

A low down quality

They call it ebony rhapsody

Instead of playing music like you do

They supply a little practical voodoo

They keep swingin' while they're singin'

Ebony rhapsody

It's got those licks it's got those tricks

That Mister Litz would never recognize

It's got that beat that tropic heat

You shake until you make the old thermometer rise

Oh Lordy yes they wear bandannas

Go to market singing tired Hosannas

Swaying to that ebony rhapsody