High Society Calypso

Louis Armstrong · Masters Of Jazz Vol. 2 [2011]

Just dig that scenery floating by



We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I



We've been, for years, in Variety



But Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to be



In high, high so



High soci



High society



I wanna play for my former pal



He runs the local jazz festival



His name is Dexter and he's good news



But something kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues



In high, high so



High soci



High society



He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas



Thought writing songs was beneath his class



But writing songs he'd not stop, of course



And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce



In high, high so



High soci



High society



To make him sadder, his former wife



Begins tomorrow a brand new life



She started lately a new affair



And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square



In high so



High soci



High society



But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch



To stop that wedding and kill that match



I'll toot my trumpet to start the fun



And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son



In high, high so



High soci



High society