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Boogie Blues. Gene Krupa & His Orchestra. Vocal by Anita O'Day. Columbia 78rpm. National Turntable
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Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anita O'Day
Anita O'Day
Vocals
Gary McFarland & His Orchestra
Gary McFarland & His Orchestra
Performer
Bernie Glow
Bernie Glow
Trumpet
Herb Pomeroy
Herb Pomeroy
Trumpet
Doc Severinsen
Doc Severinsen
Trumpet
Willie Dennis
Willie Dennis
Trombone
Bob Brookmeyer
Bob Brookmeyer
Trombone
Phil Woods
Phil Woods
Alto Saxophone
Zoot Sims
Zoot Sims
Tenor Saxophone
Hank Jones
Hank Jones
Piano
Barry Galbraith
Barry Galbraith
Guitar
Mel Lewis
Mel Lewis
Drums
George Duvivier
George Duvivier
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Biondi
Ray Biondi
Composer
Gene Krupa
Gene Krupa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Creed Taylor
Creed Taylor
Producer
Rudy Van Gelder
Rudy Van Gelder
Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Don't the moon look lonesome Shinin' through the trees Don't the moon look lonesome Shinin' through the trees Why don't your arms look lonesome When your baby backs up to leave? Said I'm goin' up on the mountain To call that baby of mine Said I'm goin' up on the mountain To call that baby of mine But something tells me He's not coming back this time Would like to go to the country Baby, can't take you, ooh We are goin' up to the country, baby Can't take you, ooh Nothin' up there that a man like you could do He's got fins like a fish, sheep like a frog When he loves me, I holler, "hot dog" Love that man better than I do myself He left me all alone, all alone on the shelf Do you hear the drummer boogie?
Writer(s): Gene Krupa, Ray Biondi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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