I've been playing some old that I found in Grandpa's trunk Beside a wind-up gramophone, beneath a pile of And in that attic I enjoyed a music show Listening to the melodies of eighty ago
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old of yesterday
In my youth, I music and it taught me how to sing Bella They took me to the opera and I loved kind of thing But then I'd listen to the stories that my grandpa used to About the Twenties' and the songs he knew so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo danced the night away
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring back those good old melodies of Bring back those good old of yesterday
Then he'd about the flappers and the way they used to dance About the bootleg and the ballrooms of romance Then later in the there's dancing everywhere My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move like Astaire
Oh, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo danced the night away
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old melodies of