When Hollywood Goes Black & Tan (Digitally Remastered Version)
Bill Wyman's Rhythm Kings
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Creole babies from Manhattan,
Will be leaving Harlem if htey can
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
When Hollywood goes black and tan
Louis Armstrong with his trumpet
Will be heading westward with his band
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
When Hollywood goes black and tan
Harlem crooners with a swing
Will be singing at the studio
Makes no difference if you can't sing
Just say, "He de he de hi de ho"
When they start to swing that rhythm
I'll be heading for that promised land
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
You won't find them wing and bucking
Everybody will be truckin'
It's gonna be grand
When Hollywood goes black and tan
The mayor of Harlem says he'll be there
To give those boys a helping hand
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
When Hollywood goes black and tan
Old Bob Howard made a promise
To latch on to that baby grand
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
When Hollywood goes black and tan
Steppin Fetchit's gonna sing
And dance like Fred Astaire
Nina May don't have to sing
'Cause she can be petit like Ina Claire.
Water's gonna do a fan dance
And shake the feathers off her fan
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
Yeah man, oh yeah, man
Here's good news and it's the newest
Braddock's going to meet Joe Louis
It's gonna be grand
When Hollywood goes black and tan