JOINT IS JUMPING, THE
Thomas "Fats" Waller (m) James C Johnson (l)
Andy Razaf (l)  1937

Thomas "Fats" Waller & his Rhythm
recorded Oct 7th 1937 New York


They have a new expression along old Harlem way
That tells you when a party is ten times more than gay.
To say that things are jumpin' leaves not a single doubt
That everything is in full swing when you here someone shout;
Here 'tis!

The joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin'!
Come in cats
And check your hats,
I mean this joint is jumpin'!

The piano's thumpin',
It's really jumpin'!
This here spot
Is more than hot,
In fact the joint is jumpin'!

Check your weapons at the door,
Be sure to pay your quarter.
Burn your leather on the floor,
Grab anybody's daughter!

The roof is rockin',
The neighbours knockin',
We're all bums
When the wagon comes,
I mean the joint is jumpin'!

(Let it leap, yeah!)
(Uh-huh!)
(This is the joint boy, yes!)
(Oh my, yes!)
(Don't you hit that chick, that's my broad!)
(Where d'you get that stuff at?)
(Why, I'll knock you to your knees!)
(What?)
(Put that cat out o' here!)
(what?)
(Get rid of that pistol, get rid of that pistol, yeah, rid of it, yes!)
(Ah, that's what I'm talkin' about, ha-ha!)
(Oh man, it's nearly ready!)
{No busy, not now! I can't come over there right now!)

The joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin'!
Every Mose
Is on his toes,
I mean this joint is jumpin'!

Ah-ha, no time for talkin',
This place is rockin, yes!
Get your jugs
And cut the rug,
I said the joint is jumpin,!

Listen!
Get you pig feet, beer and gin,
There's plenty in the kitchen!
Who is that that just came in?
Just look at the way he's twitchin'!
(Ah mercy!)

(You'll find out, I'm in power!)
I got bail
As we go to jail,
I said the joint is jumpin'!
(Don't give your right name, no no no!)



(Transcribed by Peter Akers - May 2013)