Pallin' With Al

All the birds up in the trees

Have got a different song to sing

And as birds learned now they've learned that swing

They've been Pallin' with Al

Down below at the candy shop

They're still workin' at that same old chore

But the stuff here's sweeter than it was before

You know why, pallin' with Al

Who's that man who's got that sentimental swing

Plays that mess just like it doesn't mean a thing

Gather round you all

And watch him pluck those strings

When he gets that right hand pumpin'

All those kiddies got to start buck jumpin'

Listen now and don't forget

If you go for that solid jive

You can always keep the dream alive

Pallin', pallin' pallin' with Al

Alright, don't tell I'm your lover

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