We used to sing this at YMCA camp–practically sang the roof off the mess hall. We didn’t have the immortal Louis Armstrong with his horn, but we did the best we could. I don’t know what brought this spiritual into my mind today, but I’m glad it did. And it’s great when you’re around the campfire.
Wow, this is the first time in ages that I have heard this great old number. Thanks for
the memories.
I’ve always loved that song. What an amazing beat.
That horn player ain’t too bad either. 🙂 In the world of Jazz, he’s known as Pops, because he was a Founding Father of Jazz.