Chords for Fats Waller 1938 Live Radio Broadcast

_ _ Tonight we're going to visit Harlem.
We've all been there, you and I, and Archie.
But even Archie can't help us here.
We need someone who knows Harlem, and we've got him.
The man at the piano is Mr.
Thomas Waller,
generally known as Fats, for an obvious reason. _
There are exactly
[D] 243 pounds of Mr.
Waller tonight.
There are also [E] 10 fingers, which weigh nothing because they're composed of [F] pure genius.
Fats Waller.
_ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [Gb] Yeah, [N] that's what I'm talking about, man.
So this is New York.
It ain't Rouse's point, Fats.
_ _ How are you feeling [A] tonight, Fats?
I feel like I'll step out that [E] window and turn left.
[Eb] Better not.
You know, Fats, you typify the rhythm and spirit of a city within a city.
A part of New York whose fame and renown reaches [Bb] to the farthest corners [Gb] of the country.
Man, how you [E] embarrass me.
_ Fats, all I'm really trying to say is that you are Harlem,
and I wish that [N] you would tell us about the Harlem that you know.
Harlem?
Get a load of this.
[Db] _ Wait a minute.
Whoa.
[Gb] Before you cut loose, [N] how about the lowdown on some of the hot spots up there, Fats?
How about the [Gb] lowdown?
Man, I got a toothbrush in every one of them.
[Eb] You're at home in all of them, eh?
Yeah, sure.
Now take the new thrill.
There's a place where everybody's hip to the jazz.
Everybody's hip to the jazz.
[E] It's a wonderful expression.
I wonder what does it mean?
[A] Well, now, [E] Andy Rizzo.
Andy, come here, pal.
Come out here.
Help me out with [Eb] this man here.
Sure, Fats.
[E] Explain to Mr.
Gilbert Salvage how it is when everybody's hip [N] to the jazz.
Why, that just means all the cats are on the downbeat.
Oh, well, that makes it perfectly clear, of course.
Oh, I'm kidding.
Hey, Fats, isn't there one spot in Harlem that I could understand?
Well, yes.
Take for instance Vicki Wells' place.
Where all the chicks are mellow and waiting to meet their doggies.
Ain't that something?
And that means copacetic.
I think that I'd better drop completely out of this conversation and let you tell us in your own way.
Now you're talking.
Lennox Avenue.
Here we come.
Eddie Green's Barbecue.
This place is really [Abm] jammed up.
Look at those cats up the road.
I mean, they're cooking down in the bush.
Ah, [Ebm] the joint is jumping.
They [Db] have a new expression.
A long old Harlem way.
[Abm] They're just_
It's their time for the day.
You [Eb] say that things are jumping.
At least not a single [Ab] doubt.
[Ebm] Watch all the cats.
Watch everything when you hear somebody [Gb] shout.
[B] The joint is jumping.
It's really jumping.
Come in, cats, and check your [Gb] hats.
I mean, this joint is jumping.
[F] Piano's thumping.
[Ab] Dancers are bumping.
[Ebm] Every old scorned and toasted fact, the [Dbm] joint is jumping.
[Db] Check your weapons at the door.
Just wait your corner.
[Eb] Burned leather on the [Gb] floor.
Grab anybody's daughter.
The roof is rocking.
The neighbors are knocking.
But we're all bummed when the wagon comes.
I mean, the joint is jumping.
Yeah!
Keep it on our [Ab] tail.
Keep it on our tail.
Yeah! _ _
Ah!
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
[Gb] Look at that.
Look at that.
This is Philadelphia.
Get _ [Gb] your pigs to fear and fear.
[E] There's plenty in the kitchen.
[Ab] What is that?
I don't know.
This is the way it's switched. _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Well, perhaps I admit I didn't [Eb] understand hip to the jive before.
But I sure know the joint is jumping now.
Yeah, man!
[C] But, uh, it's all Harlem like that.
[E] No.
Lots of times when the boys [Ab] and girls get spooning,
walking down the street in the summertime,
children playing on the sidewalk,
they may feel like this. _
Summertime.
_ And the living [Dbm] is easy. _
_ The [Gbm] pigs are jumping.
_ _ [Eb]
And the cotton is [Ab] high.
[Ab] Well, how do you get it, [Dbm] Grace?
[Ab] _ _ [Dbm] And your ma [Bb] is good-looking.
[Eb] _ _ [Dbm] _ _ So, hush, little baby.
_ _ [Gbm] There's no_
_no doubt. _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] That's a [Dbm] very different picture of Harlem, indeed.
Yeah, but [Gb] now you've got me beat down to my socks.
Let's get back on the upbeat.
What's next?
The Savoy!
Take [Gbm] me on a trip!
Yeah!
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ [D] _ _ _
Savoy!
We throw men_
Savoy!
_at
a glance.
[Em] Savoy!
It's a chance.
[D] Give chess a chance.
Your pawn_
_we
can fight.
Your miss_
_we
can fly.
[Em] Your chief_
[A] _close
to my_
_be my_
_whole
world.
[G] How my heart [Gm] is singing_ Sing it!
_while
the band is [Eb] playing.
Oh, yeah, it is.
Never tired of robbing_ Robbing!
_stomping
[D] with you.
And the Savoy_ Our [E] joy_ _holiday_ Savoy!
Light a sway_ Savoy!
_all
the way_
_with you.
Summertime!
Yeah!
Oh!
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
Ah, look [Bbm] at that!
Look at that!
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