The Jazz Spider's Swing

Yeah, you know the story... But we gonna flip it, baby. One, two, a-one two three four!

Little spider climbin' up the water spout Then the rain came down and washed the spider out He was lookin' for a rhythm, a syncopated sound So he dipped and he swayed and he spun himself around

Now the sun came out, dried up all the rain Spider said, "I ain't gonna play that game!" He's got a new technique, a brand new groove to find

'Cause the Itsy Bitsy Spider learned to swing! Brass is blowin' hot, makin' the whole joint sing! Piano ticklin' ivories, a bebop kind of thrill He's improvisin' solos, climbin' up that hill! Climbin' up that water spout, with a brand new stride Got that jazz swing rhythm deep down inside!

He ain't just climbin' now, he's doin' the Charleston hop From the bottom to the top, he's never gonna stop He's got a little trumpet, blowin' out a smoky tune Underneath the city lights, beneath the midnight moon

He sees the raindrops comin', but he ain't afraid at all He just hits a new chord, standin' up so tall! He's got that swing in his soul, that jazz in his head

'Cause the Itsy Bitsy Spider learned to swing! Brass is blowin' hot, makin' the whole joint sing! Piano ticklin' ivories, a bebop kind of thrill He's improvisin' solos, climbin' up that hill! Climbin' up that water spout, with a brand new stride Got that jazz swing rhythm deep down inside!

'Cause the Itsy Bitsy Spider learned to swing! Brass is blowin' hot, makin' the whole joint sing! Piano ticklin' ivories, a bebop kind of thrill He's improvisin' solos, climbin' up that hill! Climbin' up that water spout, with a brand new stride Got that jazz swing rhythm deep down inside! Yeah! He's climbin' high! Never gonna fall! In the pocket!