He Ain't Got Rhythm

He Ain't Got Rhythm - Henry Red Allen

He ain't got rhythm

Every night he sits in the house alone

Cause he ain't got rhythm

Every night he sits there and wears a frown

He attracted some attention

When he found the fourth dimension

But he ain't got rhythm so no one's with him

The loneliest man in town

A lonely man is he

Bending over his books

His wife and family

Keep giving him dirty looks

Cause he ain't got rhythm

When they call him up it's to call him down

With a daring aviator

He encircled the equator

But he ain't got rhythm as no one's with him

The loneliest man in town