My Dad loved music. One of his favourite groups was The Ink Spots. Whenever he would put on one of their records or hear a song of theirs on the radio his whole face would light up and he'd be singing away. Once in a while he'd get up and dance as well. This was like watching a gorilla have a go at tap dancing and I always ended up in stitches.
This song, Java Jive, was one of his favs and I can't hear it without thinking of him. The video is nothing, I've put it here for the song.
Java Jive
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup (Boy!)
I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot
Shoot the pot and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup
Oh slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
And I'll cut a rug just snug in a jug
A sliced up onion and a raw one
Draw one -
Waiter, waiter, percolator
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup
Boston bean (soy beans)
Green bean (cabbage and greens)
I'm not keen about a bean
Unless it is a chili chili bean (boy!)
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup
I love java sweet and hot
Whoops Mr. Moto I'm a coffee pot (yeah)
Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup (yeah)
Slip me a slug of the wonderful mug
'An I'll cut a rug just as snug in a jug
Drop a nickel in the pot Joe
Takin' it slow
Waiter, waiter, percolator
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, boy!
--- Milton Drake and Ben Oakland
Nice remembrance of your dad. Thanks for sharing! Hugs, Sarah
ReplyDeleteYour post reminded me of my Dad's favourite song, "Walk The Line" by Johnny Cash...I especially liked hearing my Dad play this song on the guitar. He even did an impressive impersonation of Johnny's monotone hmmmm before each verse. Thanks for sparking this memory.
ReplyDeleteAh thank you, Ms TB.
ReplyDeleteThe Ink Spots bring a melancholic tear to my eye at any time cos they sound so beautiful and had to live through such dreadfully racist times.
Sounds like your dad was a sweet sweet man.
Nice nostalgic look back on the connection with your Dad. I'm sure you have many such fond memories that keep you in stitches.
ReplyDeleteThanks for you comments peeps. :-)
ReplyDeleteI bet you miss your dad an awful lot. I do mine, for sure. Thanks for this lovely tribute to the things that live on.
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