[Verse 1]
Once they called it ragtime
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing

[Verse 2]
Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeps the nation
Now they call it swing

[Verse 3]
When singers used to sing
They would go: "Hot-cha!"
But with this modern thing
Now they go: "Dri-di-dit-ti dra-da-dat"

[Chorus]
Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing
[Verse 1]
Once they called it ragtime
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing

[Verse 2]
Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeps the nation
Now they call it swing

[Verse 3]
When singers used to sing
They would go: "Hot-cha!"
But with this modern thing
Now they go: "Dri-ti-tit tra-ta-ta"

[Chorus]
Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing
[Outro]
Baby, now they call it swing