No use of talkin´ no use of talkin´
You´ll start in dog-walkin´ no matter where
There´s jazz-copation blues modulation
Just like a Haitian you´ll rip and tear
Most everybody likes the blues

Here´s why I´m ravin´, here´s why I´m ravin´
If it´s blues you are cravin´ just come on down
You´ll hear ´em playin´, you´ll hear ´em playin´
Soon you´ll be sayin´
"Hon jazz me ´round
Because your feet they can´t refuse

What´s that familiar strain that true blue noteain
It´s drivin´ me insane
Can´t keep still, tho´ it´s against my will;
I´m on my P´s and Q´s I just can´t refuse

There goes that melody, it sounds so good to me
And I am up a tree
It´s a shame, you don´t know the name;
It´s a brand new blues

The Royal Garden Blues

Everybody grab somebody And start jazzing ´round

Hon don´t you hear that trombone moan?
Just listen to that saxophone
Gee, hear that clarinet and flute
Cornet jazzin´ with a mute
Makes me just throw myself away
When I hear ´em play

That weepin´ melancholy strain
Say, but it´s soothing to the brain;
Just wanna get right up and dance
Don´t care I´ll take most any chance;
No other blues I´d care to choose
But Royal Garden Blues