Mr. Paganini Live

The concert was over In Carnegie Hall. The maestro took bow after bow. He said, "My dear friends, I have given my All. I'm sorry, It's all over now." When from the balcony Way up high, There suddenly came This mournful Cry. Oh, Mr. Paganini, Please play my rhapsody. And if you cannot play it, won't you Sing it? And if you can sing it, You simply have to. Listen, Paganini, We breathlessly await Your masterful descent. Go on and swing it. And if you can swing it, you simply Have to. We heard your repertoire, And at the final bar, we greeted you With wild applause. But what a great ovation, Your interpretation. Oh, I never get much from moonless skies. I never get back, we fly away with you. So Paganini, Now don't you be a mini. Whatever you have up your sleeve, Go on and swing it. And if you can swing it, you simply Have to. Listen, Paganini, please play my rhapsody. And if you cannot play it, won't you sing It? If the boys can vamp it, there's no need To stop it. Listen, Paganini, we breathlessly await Your masterful descent. Go on and swing it. If the boys can vamp it, there's no to Stop it. We heard your Repertoire, and at the final bar, We greeted you, we greeted you with wild applause. But what a great ovation, your interpretation. Listen, Paganini, now don't you be a mini. Whatever you have up your sleeve, Go on and swing it. And if you can swing have. You simply have To Swing it. Ooh. Big Band Igor Butmana.