Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PATTO
Vocals
Clive Griffiths
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Patto
Composer
Lyrics
Jump high, swing low
Ready, steady, go, man, go
Work hard, wag my tail
Bare chest, I'm a virile male
Six foot one and a son of a gun
Say my prayers when the day is done
Grandfather African
Big lips, heap sun tan
I love my dog, I love my dog
Ride the bus, back in the cars
No more place to keep my face
When it's time, it's still all right
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah yeah
Why'd you call me names?
Why'd you call me names?
Levi suit, buckskin shoes
Yeah I dig jazz, I love my blues
I get stoned, love to wail
Wam, tote that barge and lift that bail
Showbiz coon singing "Big White Moon"
Dumb brothers doing easy in the afternoon
Got a dream all come true
Nobody's coming after you
Yes, sir boss, yes, sir boss
Hit the hay, Lord almighty
You look surprised, I'm looking all right
Once on the job, it's plain to see
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah yeah
Why'd you call me names?
Why'd you call me names?
Joe Louis, Jesse Owen
Sure had a good thing going
Liberal drunk says he loves all ****
Digs Paul Robeson singing "Old Man River"
Looks concerned when I start to jive-ass
Ain't I glad to be alive?
Shakes his head and starts to quiver
Says "Look here, boy, I played you "Old Man River""
I dig James Brown, I dig James Brown
Look to the left, look to the right
Look on the black side if you'd like
When you ask me to stop, I continue to buy
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah
I've got rhythm, yeah yeah yeah
Why'd you call me names?
Why'd you call me names?
Written by: Mike Patto
