Cab Calloway — Sweet Rhythm

I hear the babbling of the brookstream The melody they seem to play Then I find on my mind, sweet rhythm Blowing onward to the mighty river It carries on this harmony Riplets say, "Hear us play sweet rhythm" There's something that is so appealing In every trickle that you hear Plainly to you they are revealing Rhapsody clear, dear Sweet music in it's trickling moments Down gently to the sea it flows Melodies bringing me sweet rhythm