Born to Hand Jive

Before I was born late one nightMy papa said ev’rything’s all rightThe doctor let my ma lay downWith her stomach bouncin’ on the rack’cause a bebop stork was about to arriveMama gave birth to the hand jiveI could barely walk when I milked a cowWhen I was three I pushed a plowWhile chopping wood I moved my legsAnd started dancing while I gathered eggsThe townfolk laughedI was only fiveHe’ll out dance ’em allHe’s a born hand jiveBorn to hand jive baby!Born to hand jive baby!Now you can hand jive babyOh can you hand jive babyBorn to hand jive babyBorn to hand jive babyOh yeah! oh yeah! oh yeah!Born to hand jive oh yeah!