Lyrics:

No use of talkin no use of talkin
Youll start in dog-walkin no matter where
Theres jazz-copation blues modulation
Just like a Haitian youll rip and tear
Most everybody likes the blues

Heres why Im ravin, heres why Im ravin
If its blues you are cravin just come on down
Youll hear em playin, youll hear em playin
Soon youll be sayin
Hon jazz me
Because your feet they cant refuse

Whats that familiar strain that true blue noteain
Its drivin me insane
Cant keep still, tho its against my will;
Im on my Ps and Qs I just cant refuse

There goes that melody, it sounds so good to me
And I am up a tree
Its a shame, you dont know the name;
Its a brand new blues
The Royal Garden Blues

Everybody grab somebody And start jazzing

Hon dont you hear that trombone moan?
Just listen to that saxophone
Gee, hear that clarinet and flute
Cornet jazzin with a mute
Makes me just throw myself away
When I hear em play

That weepin melancholy strain
Say, but its soothing to the brain;
Just wanna get right up and dance
Dont care Ill take most any chance;
No other blues Id care to choose
But Royal Garden Blues