(If You Can't Sing It) You'll Have to Swing It, Mr.Paganini - Ella Fitzgerald, Sy Oliver Orchestra

The concert was over in Deutschland Hall

The maestro took bow after bow

He said my dear friends I have given my all

I’m sorry, it’s all over now

When from the balcony

Way up high

There suddenly came

A mournful cry

Mister Paganini, please play my rhapsody

And if you cannot play it, won’t you sing it

And if you can’t sing it, you simply have to

(scatting)

Listen Paginini

We breathlessly await

Your masterful baton

Go on and swing it

And if you can’t swing it

You simply have to

(scatting)

We’ve heard your repertoire

And at the final bar

We greeted you with round applause

But what a great ovation

Your interpretation of

I never cared much for moonlit skies

I never blinked back at fireflies

Would do

So Paganini

Don’t you be a meany

What have you up your sleeve

Come on and spring it

And if you can’t spring it

You simply have to

(scatting)

Listen Paginini

Please play my rhapsody

And if you cannot play it

Won’t you sing it

If the boys are bopping

Ain’t no need to stopping

(scatting)

Listen Paginini

We breathlessly await

Your masterful baton

Go on and swing it

If the boys are bopping

Ain’t no need to stopping

(scatting)

Heard your repertoire

And at the final bar

We greeted you, we greeted you

With round applause

But what a great ovation

Your interpretation

(scatting)

Listen Paginini

Now don’t you be a meany

What have you up your sleeve

Come on and spring it

And if you can’t spring it

You simply have to swing it