Dave Van Ronk — Jivin Man Blues

All right, look out, brother; don't try to get slack I'd like to take something from you and never give it back Folks, I was a jivin' man from the west Everybody called him the Jivin' Express He jived his ma and he jived his pa You know, he even jived his own mother-in-law He jived every soul, he jived a mule named Maude He was so game, he jived the Cadillac Squad He had a habit of jivin', and that ain't all With his lord, lord, lord, lord, lord... He jived so much he was a mystery He even jived the gang that wrote policy He jived the whole creation, seemed like a star With his lord, lord, lord, lord, lord... He even jived a gal they called Pretty Bright Eyes He beaucoup'd her so, you know the poor kid cried He said, "I'm a jiver from my birth!" He jived so hard he died and left this earth Down below he looked around once or twice He even jived the devil and the devil's wife He jived the little imps, big ones, and all He said, "Get back, here comes the windin' ball!" He jived so strong, he raised so much sand He said, "Lord, I'm just a jivin' man!" Jived like lightning and he just wouldn't quit He said, "Everybody get set and get your mind on it!" After jippin' and jivin' they backed him up against the wall The imps said, "Lord, he's gonna jive us all!" Don't you worry and don't you fret I'm the Jivin' King and I ain't started yet He made the sky turn green, he made the grass turn red He even jived pretty hair on Grandma's bald head He made the moon back up, even pushed back time He jived the tuti outta fruti, had the devil drinkin' wine