Music Video

✰ Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong - Stompin' At the Savoy
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald
Vocals
Louis Armstrong
Louis Armstrong
Trumpet
Oscar Peterson
Oscar Peterson
Piano
Herb Ellis
Herb Ellis
Guitar
Louie Bellson
Louie Bellson
Drums
Ray Brown
Ray Brown
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benny Goodman
Benny Goodman
Composer
Chick Webb
Chick Webb
Songwriter
Edgar Sampson
Edgar Sampson
Composer
Andy Razaf
Andy Razaf
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Norman Granz
Norman Granz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance
[Verse 2]
Your form, just like a clingin' vine
Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine
[Verse 3]
How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
And stompin' with you at the Savoy
[Verse 4]
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
Savoy, there, let me stomp away with you
[Verse 5]
(Yeah, Savoy)
The home of sweet romance
(Yeah, Savoy)
When you at a dance
(Swing it, Ella)
Happy feet a chance to dance at the Savoy
(At the Savoy)
(Now that she will)
Like clingin' vine
(Yeah, remember the move)
So long and sweet as wine
(What about the cannon)
Run those close to mine, divine
(Take the break)
[Verse 6]
How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
(Yeah)
Never tired of rompin'
And stompin' with you at the Savoy
(Mmm, Savoy)
[Verse 7]
A perfect holiday
(Oh, she will put cannon)
Where we can glide and sway
(At the Savoy)
Let me stomp away with you
(Yeah, Savoy, Savoy)
[Verse 8]
(When you see your photo)
(Oh, yes)
(When you dance, dance)
(yeah, one more, Ella, one more well)
[Verse 9]
(Well, well)
What a joy to be down at the Savoy
(Well)
Rompin' and stompin' with you at the Savoy
(Ah, with me, with me, with me, with me)
Never tired of rompin'
(Oh, yes)
Stompin' with you
While the band is rompin'
[Verse 10]
What do we do, what do we do?
(yeah, one more, Ella, one more, one more)
Jump, jump, jump, jump, swing at the Savoy
(One more, Ella, one more)
Romp, romp, romp, romp, romp at the Savoy
(One more, don't grab your throat now)
(Don't grab my throat either)
I'ma do it
(And all my grands say one more)
(You must be lookin' at the line after)
(One more, daddy, one more)
[Verse 11]
(When we was in Atlantic City)
(No, we won't talk about that, no)
(Yeah, we talkin' about Savoy)
Now do the Savoy
(The Savoy)
Cut to the Savoy
(Yes)
To the Savoy
(That's all we're singin' it, chime in boys)
(Shake my hand)
How we romp and stomp away with you
(Shake my hand)
At the Savoy
(Shake my hand)
Written by: Andy Razaf, Benny Goodman, Chick Webb, Edgar Sampson
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