I've
got rhythm,
I've got music,
I've got my man
who could ask for anything more.
I've got daisies in green pastures,
I've got my man
who could ask for anything more.
Old man trouble, I don't mind him
You won't find him
hanging round my door
I've got rhythm, I've got mu sic
I've got my man,
who could ask for anything more?
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got rhythm, an d I've got music
I've got my man,
who could ask for anything more?
I've got aces
In green pastures
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more
Old man trouble, I don't mind him
He don't leave no blues behind him
I don't look so, I don't find him
Hanging round my door
I've got rhythm
And I've got music
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything
I've got rhythm,
I've got so much rhythm
Fascinating rhythm,
that's the stuff to give them
I've got music,
I've got so much music
Seventeen musicians who know how
to use it
Old man trouble, I don't find him
You won't find him
Hangin' round my door,
listenin' to some good advice
Now, rhythm's cheap at any price
Now, I found out to my delight
that the blues don't worry me
Cause I've thrown
them all to the devil
and the deep blue sea
Sharp down to the flat
There's rhythm in every note you see
So it really doesn't matter
about the key from the trumpet
To the trombone
Only gotta hear a jazz man play
and you'll agree with me
When I say that old man's trouble
I don't mind him,
you won't find him
Banging round or clanging round
or banging round my door
I've got rhythm, I've got music
I've got my man,
I've got the moon,
I've got money in the bank
And I'm singing this tune,
I've got rhythm
I've got music,
I've got my man
And who's not for anything more?
Who could ask for anything more?