Doris Day, Percy Faith & His Orchestra - Sam the Old Accordian Man

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In Dixieland\nThere’s a musical man\nHe has a good time just making folks happy\nThis musical man\nIs a one-man band\nFolks have to love him for makin' 'em glad\nHe doesn’t play melodies, just plays blue harmonies\nJust like nobody ever had\nHe just plays chords\n(He just plays chords)\nThat make you feel grand\n(That make you feel grand)\nThey call him Sam\n(Sam)\nThe old accordion man\nHis dreamy chords remind you of heaven\n(Remind you of heaven)\nAnd they’re real chords, according to Dixieland\nIn the evening, by the moonlight, when the sun is down\nHow those lovers, there’ll be lovers, love to hang around\nHe plays those chords\n(He plays those chords)\nLike nobody can\n(Like nobody can)\nThey call him Sam\n(Sam)\nThe old accordion man\nOld chords, new chords, funny old blue chords\nMorning, night and noon\nSay he’s got chords, nothing but hot chords, never out of tune\nIn the evening, by the moonlight, when the sun is down\nHow those lovers, there’ll be lovers, love to hang around\nHe plays those chords\n(He plays those chords)\nLike nobody can\n(Like nobody can)\nThey call him Sam\nSam\nSam\nThe old accordion man