I've been playing some old records that I in Grandpa's trunk Beside a gramophone, beneath a pile 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 would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I music and it taught me how to sing Bella They took me to the opera and I loved kind of thing But then I'd listen to the stories my grandpa used to tell About the 'Roaring 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 and the days of cabaret Bring back those old melodies of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk the flappers and the way they used to dance About the liquor and the ballrooms of romance later in the movies there's dancing everywhere My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move like Astaire
Oh, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I long for all the magic and the of cabaret back those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old melodies of