That’s A-Plenty

[Verse 1: Ella Fitzgerald & Bing Crosby]
That's a-plenty's got a beat in it
The rhythm's got a lot of heat in it
I'll bet ya five (I'll make it ten to five)
Gonna get ya doing what it's doing to me

[Verse 2: Bing Crosby, Ella Fitzgerald & Bing Crosby]
The Dixieland oozin' out of it
The Dixielanders, they sure are proud of it
They call it jazz and what it has
That's a-plenty for me

[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald & Bing Crosby]
Takes you down to New Orleans
Basin Street in New Orleans
And you don't have to have the means
A little bit of rhythm and you're going right with them
Shut my big brown rollin' eyes
If you don't rocket to the skies
Hey boy, say boy
That's a-plenty for me

[Verse 4: Ella Fitzgerald]
Gonna gеt mellow when that fellow
Blows his horn
Down whеre the blues were born
You'll be gone

[Verse 5: Ella Fitzgerald, Bing Crosby, Ella Fitzgerald & Bing Crosby]
The trumpets that are trumpin' really get the joint a-jumpin' (Hey)
You beat it out, brother, there's no other
Remedy
And that's a-plenty, plenty for me

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro: Ella Fitzgerald & Bing Crosby, Ella Fitzgerald, Bing Crosby]
When the joint gets to jumpin' and the drummer hits somethin'
With a "clang-clang"
Comin' on like Buster's gang, bang-bang
The trumpets that are trumpin' really get the joint a-jumpin'
You beat it out, brother, there's no other
Remedy
And that's a-plenty, plenty
Wa-wa-wa-wa
Brother, that is plenty for me