I've been playing some old records I found in Grandpa's trunk a wind-up gramophone, beneath a pile of junk And in that dusty attic I a music show Listening to the melodies of years ago
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring those good old melodies of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I music and it taught me how to sing Bella They took me to the opera and I that kind of thing But then I'd listen to the stories that my grandpa to tell About the 'Roaring Twenties' and the songs he so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those good old of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk the flappers and the way they used to dance About the bootleg liquor and the of romance Then later in the movies there's dancing My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move like Astaire
Oh, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band would Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those old melodies of yesterday