Song | In The Cool Cool Cool Of The Evening |
Artist | Bing Crosby |
Album | The Complete United Artist Sessions |
Sue wants a barbeque. | |
Sam wants to boil a ham. | |
Grace votes for bouillabaisse stew. | |
Jake wants a weenie bake, | |
steak and a layer cake. | |
He'll get a tummy ache, too. | |
We'll rent a tent or teepee. | |
Let the town cryer cry. | |
And if it's RSVP, this is what I'll reply: | |
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', | |
tell 'em I'll be there. | |
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', | |
better save a chair. | |
When the party's gettin' a glow on, | |
and singin' fills the air. | |
In the shank of the night, | |
when the doins' are right, | |
well you can tell 'em I'll be there. | |
Whee,said the bumblebee, | |
Let's have jubilee.When? | |
said the prairie hen, Soon? | |
Shore,said the dinosaur. | |
Where?said the grizzly bear. | |
Under the light of the moon. | |
How 'bout ya, brother jackass? | |
everyone gaily cried. | |
You comin' to the fracas? | |
Over his specs he sighed: | |
In the coooool of the evenin', | |
tell 'em I'll be there. | |
In the coooool of the evenin', | |
Slickum on my hair. | |
When the party's gettin' a glow on, | |
and singin' fills the air. | |
If I ain't in the clink, and there's something to drink, | |
well you can bet that I'll be there. | |
If I can crawl out of bed and slap a hat on my head, | |
well you can tell 'em I'll be there. | |
If there's room for one more, | |
and you need me, why sure, tell 'em, tell 'em I'll be there. |
Sue wants a barbeque. | |
Sam wants to boil a ham. | |
Grace votes for bouillabaisse stew. | |
Jake wants a weenie bake, | |
steak and a layer cake. | |
He' ll get a tummy ache, too. | |
We' ll rent a tent or teepee. | |
Let the town cryer cry. | |
And if it' s RSVP, this is what I' ll reply: | |
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', | |
tell ' em I' ll be there. | |
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', | |
better save a chair. | |
When the party' s gettin' a glow on, | |
and singin' fills the air. | |
In the shank of the night, | |
when the doins' are right, | |
well you can tell ' em I' ll be there. | |
Whee, said the bumblebee, | |
Let' s have jubilee. When? | |
said the prairie hen, Soon? | |
Shore, said the dinosaur. | |
Where? said the grizzly bear. | |
Under the light of the moon. | |
How ' bout ya, brother jackass? | |
everyone gaily cried. | |
You comin' to the fracas? | |
Over his specs he sighed: | |
In the coooool of the evenin', | |
tell ' em I' ll be there. | |
In the coooool of the evenin', | |
Slickum on my hair. | |
When the party' s gettin' a glow on, | |
and singin' fills the air. | |
If I ain' t in the clink, and there' s something to drink, | |
well you can bet that I' ll be there. | |
If I can crawl out of bed and slap a hat on my head, | |
well you can tell ' em I' ll be there. | |
If there' s room for one more, | |
and you need me, why sure, tell ' em, tell ' em I' ll be there. |