Louis Armstrong — That Rhythm Man

Now the tress all sway to rhythm And the children play to rhythm All the birdies flap their wings in rhythm too Oh, the breezes float to rhythm And the rivers flow to rhythm Ev'ry flower nods in rhythm all day through Now the trees all sway to rhythm And the children play to rhythm All the birdies flap their wings in rhythm too Oh, the breezes float to rhythm And the rivers flow to rhythm Ev'ry flower nods in rhythm all day through Ev'ry dance and ev'ry melody Acts according to this recipe Ev'rybody walks to rhythm Ev'rybody talks to rhythm Seems like the world can do without that rhythm man Bob-bee-doh-bob-bee-doh-doh Bib-bee-doh-bee-bo-bee-dee-doh Bob-bee-doh-bo-bob-bob-bee-doh