Lyrics Frankie Laine

Frankie Laine

In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening

Sue wants a barbecue,

Sam wants to boil a ham,

Grace votes for Bouillabaisse stew.

Jake wants a weeny bake,

Steak and a layer cake,

He'll get a tummy ache too.

We'll rent a tent or tepee.

Let the town crier cry.

And if it's RSVP

This is what I'll reply

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Tell 'em I'll be there

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Better save a chair

When the party's gettin' a glow on

And singin' fills the air

In the shank of the night

When the doin's are right

You can tell 'em I'll be there

"Whee" said the bumblebee,"

"Let's have a jubilee"

"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"

"Shore" said the dinosaur.

"Where?" said the grizzly bear,

"Under the light of the moon?"

"How `bout ya, brother jackass?"

Ev'ryone gaily cried,

"You comin' to the fracas?"

Over his specs he sighed

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Tell 'em I'll be there

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Slickum on my hair.

When the party's gettin' a glow on

And singin' fills the air

If I ain't in the clink,

And there's sumpin' to drink,

You can tell 'em I'll be there