I've been playing some old records that I found in Grandpa's Beside a wind-up gramophone, a pile of junk And in that dusty attic I a music show Listening to the melodies of eighty ago
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the night
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those good old of yesterday Bring back 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 loved that kind of But then I'd to the stories that my grandpa used to tell the 'Roaring Twenties' and the songs he knew so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo danced the night away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those old melodies of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
Then talk about the flappers and the way they used to dance About the liquor and the ballrooms of romance Then in the movies there's dancing everywhere 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 the night away
I long for all the magic and the days of Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old of yesterday