Heptune presents:

Utt Da Zay (The Tailor's Song)

    (Ram, Mills)

Transcribed from vocals by Cab Calloway, recorded July 17, 1939,
From Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, 1939-1940, Chronological Classics 595.

Photo of Cab Calloway
My mother used to sing to me,
A haunting little melody;
Nobody knows where it came from,
Or where it was composed.

[Scatting]

"Utt da zay," sings the tailor,
As he fashions pretty clothes;
"Utt da zay," sings the tailor,
As he sews, sews, sews.
He's as busy as a bee,
Making lovely finery,
Things my baby loves to wear
When I take her to the fair.
"Utt da zay," sings the tailor; all it means is "That's the way."
When I buy the things he made her, says the tailor, "Utt da zay."

[Scatting]
Oh, do you dig, dig, dig?
Do you chop, chop, chop?
Are you hep to this jive that I'm laying to you?
[Scatting]


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Published 4/1/01.


 
 

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