Aunt Hagar's Blues

Aunt Hagar's Blues - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)/Ella Fitzgerald

Old Deacon splivin'

His flock was givin'

The way of livin' right yes

Said he no wingin' no ragtime singin' tonight yes

Up jumped Aunt Hagar

And shouted out with all her might

All her might

She said oh

Tain't no use to preachin'

Oh

Tain't no use to teachin'

Each modulation of syncopation

Just tells my feet to dance and I can't refuse

When I hear

The melody they call the blues

Those ever lovin' blues

Just hear Aunt Hagar's children

Harmonizin' to that old mournful tune

It's like a choir from on high broke loose

High broke loose

If the devil brought it the

Good lord sent it right down to me

Yes

Let the congregation join while I sing

Those lovin' Aunt Hagar's blues