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