| Song | High Society |
| Artist | Louis Armstrong |
| Album | The Very Best Of Louis Armstrong |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Porter Steele/Walter Melrose | |
| (Cole Porter) | |
| Louis Armstrong - 1956 | |
| [Armstrong] | |
| Just dig that scenery floating by, | |
| We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I. | |
| We've been, for years, In Variety, | |
| But, Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to be | |
| [All] | |
| In High, High So- | |
| High So-ci-, | |
| High So-ci-ety. | |
| [Armstrong] | |
| I wanna play for my former pal- | |
| He runs the local jazz festival. | |
| His name is Dexter and he's good news, | |
| But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues | |
| [All] | |
| In High, High So-, | |
| High So-ci-, | |
| High So-ci-ety. | |
| [Armstrong] | |
| He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas, | |
| Thought writing songs was beneath his class, | |
| But writing songs he'd not stop, of course, | |
| And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce | |
| [All] | |
| In High, High So-, | |
| High So-ci-, | |
| High So-ci-ety. | |
| [Armstrong] | |
| To make him sadder, his former wife | |
| begins tomorrow a brand-new life. | |
| She started lately a new affair | |
| And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square | |
| [All] | |
| In High So-, | |
| High So-ci-, | |
| High So-ci-ety. | |
| [Armstrong] | |
| But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch, | |
| To stop that wedding and kill that match. | |
| I'll toot my trumpet to start the fun, | |
| And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son, | |
| [All] | |
| In High, High So- | |
| High So-ci-, | |
| High So-ci-ety. |
| zuo qu : Porter Steele Walter Melrose | |
| Cole Porter | |
| Louis Armstrong 1956 | |
| Armstrong | |
| Just dig that scenery floating by, | |
| We' re now approaching Newport, Rhode I. | |
| We' ve been, for years, In Variety, | |
| But, Cholly Knickerbocker, now we' re going to be | |
| All | |
| In High, High So | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| I wanna play for my former pal | |
| He runs the local jazz festival. | |
| His name is Dexter and he' s good news, | |
| But sumping kind of tells me that he' s nursing the blues | |
| All | |
| In High, High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| He' s got the blues ' cause his wife, alas, | |
| Thought writing songs was beneath his class, | |
| But writing songs he' d not stop, of course, | |
| And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce | |
| All | |
| In High, High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| To make him sadder, his former wife | |
| begins tomorrow a brandnew life. | |
| She started lately a new affair | |
| And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square | |
| All | |
| In High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch, | |
| To stop that wedding and kill that match. | |
| I' ll toot my trumpet to start the fun, | |
| And play in such a way that she' ll come back to you, son, | |
| All | |
| In High, High So | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. |
| zuò qǔ : Porter Steele Walter Melrose | |
| Cole Porter | |
| Louis Armstrong 1956 | |
| Armstrong | |
| Just dig that scenery floating by, | |
| We' re now approaching Newport, Rhode I. | |
| We' ve been, for years, In Variety, | |
| But, Cholly Knickerbocker, now we' re going to be | |
| All | |
| In High, High So | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| I wanna play for my former pal | |
| He runs the local jazz festival. | |
| His name is Dexter and he' s good news, | |
| But sumping kind of tells me that he' s nursing the blues | |
| All | |
| In High, High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| He' s got the blues ' cause his wife, alas, | |
| Thought writing songs was beneath his class, | |
| But writing songs he' d not stop, of course, | |
| And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce | |
| All | |
| In High, High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| To make him sadder, his former wife | |
| begins tomorrow a brandnew life. | |
| She started lately a new affair | |
| And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square | |
| All | |
| In High So, | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. | |
| Armstrong | |
| But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch, | |
| To stop that wedding and kill that match. | |
| I' ll toot my trumpet to start the fun, | |
| And play in such a way that she' ll come back to you, son, | |
| All | |
| In High, High So | |
| High Soci, | |
| High Society. |