One night long ago
By the light of the moon
An old music master sat composing a tune
His spirit was soaring
And his heart full of joy
When right out of nowhere stepped a little curled boy

You gotta jump it music master
You gotta play that rhythm faster
You're never gonna get it played on the happy cat hip parade
You better tell your friend beethoven
And mr. reginald they call him
They gotta do the same as you
Or they're gonna be corny too

Along about 1917
Jazz will come upon the scene
Then about 1935
You began to hear swing, boogie boogie and jive
You better tell a big broadcaster
That you're a solid music master
And you'll achieve prosperity
That's a bit of advice from me

Old music master simply sat there amazed
As wide eyed and opened mouth he gazed and he gazed
How can you be certain little boy tell me how
Because he was born he said a hundred years from now

He hit a chord that rocked the spinnet
And disappeared into the infinite
And up until the present day
You can take it from me he's as right as can be
Everything is happened that way

Along about 1917
Jazz will come upon the scene
Then about 1935
You began to hear swing, boogie boogie and jive
He hit a chord that rocked the spinnet
And disappeared into the infinite
And up until the present day
You can take it from me he's as right as can be
Everything is happened that way