Stormy Weather Page #3

# Like a cyclone #

# Sweeps you right off your feet #

# Don't try to cut any corners #

# You're heaven bound

on a one-way street #

# The schemes you're dreamin' of #

# Fit into your world like a glove #

# Once you're hooked

your goose is cooked #

# There's no two ways about love #

# There's no two ways about love ##

What's the matter, sister?

Don't you like music?

Sure.

But I like this better.

Hmph. Here comes

that Mr. Chick Bailey again.

Gee, Selina, you were swell.

- Thank you.

Say, waiter.

Same thing all around.

And the party's on me, so

see that I get the check.

Oh, yes, sir.

Oh, I wouldn't want you to do that.

Oh, that's nothing.

It's a pleasure.

Well, I wouldn't argue over trivialities.

How long you gonna stay in New York, Bill?

I gotta leave town tonight.

- That's an excellent idea.

You see, I've got my old job

waiting for me down in Memphis.

Oh, but with the talent you've got,

you should be a dancer.

Oh, I only know a few steps

I picked up myself.

Yes, but you could work at it and learn.

Couldn't he, Chick?

Sure. They even teach elephants to dance.

##

Ladies and gentlemen.

The Cake Walk.

Everybody join in.

Come on, Selina.

Let's try and win this cake.

But this is our dance.

- Tonight's the army's night, Chick.

Wait a minute, waiter.

Come on, let's dance, honey.

But you said there was no point in dancing.

- But there is now, baby.

Why, you big blow-off

Trying to show my daddy up.

But you ain't foolin' nobody.

Hmph.

We got your number.

- Your check, sir.

Clem never told me

you could sing like that, Selina.

I couldn't when Clem went away...

...but I practiced, and I studied.

I've always been ambitious.

Haven't you, Bill?

Never have been, except to get

three square meals a day, regular.

But I'm beginning

to see things different now.

Sorry youre going away, Bill.

Oh, I'll be back.

- When?

Oh, when I get to be somebody.

Man, there ain't nobody in the world...

...can get me on my feet again

until we hit Memphis...

...unless this boat sinks.

- I'm tired too.

And if I never see

a bale of cotton no more in life...

...that'll be too soon.

What's that?

Must be them traveling

minstrel boys got on in New Orleans.

# Oh, has you seen Miss Linda Brown #

# She's the finest gal in town

Turns all Memphis upside down #

# Yeah, man, yeah, man #

# She's a dark-eyed Dixie queen #

# Boy, she got it and she got it mean #

# 'Struttingest' gal I ever seen #

# Yeah, man, yeah, man #

# Now you should see her

when she gets goin' #

# Reminds you of the Mississippi fowin' #

- Aw, you dog.

# Think you boys is hot enough #

# Yes, us boys is hot enough #

# Well, come on boys, let's play the stuff#

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