You Made Me Love You/Swanee/Rock A Bye Your Baby With A Dixie Melody/My Mammy/Toot Toot Tootsie (Live At The Copacabana/1961)

Thank you. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
In the past year or so, we have had the pleasure
Of working in almost every major city in the country
And tonight, it is my very good fortune to be here with you
At the Copacabana in New York City

With the finest band that I have ever had the pleasure of working with
Mr. Paul Shelley and all the boys in the orchestra
So, will you join me in welcoming them
And also, if you will
A hand for my very wonderful conductor
And arranger and buddy, Mr. Joe Mealy

Joe? Ah, he never smiles, Joey
But he smiled tonight. he likes you
In every program of songs that we do
We always try to include a Jolson song
Simply because I think that Mr. Jolson
Is the greatest of all the popular singers that ever was

I think that my biggest disappointment
Was the fact that Jol was gone
When I started out in show business
I used to watch him and listen to him all the time
And I always wanted to write him a fan letter
But how do you write a fan letter to somebody that's gone?
Maybe I could sing one

My dear Mr. Jol
I'm singing this to you
And I hope that you can hear me somewhere, somehow
So, you know, my heart beat like a hammer
And I stuttered and I stammered
Every time I heard you on the radio
I've always been the greatest fan of yours
And I'm singing this, to tell you, so

You made me love you
With your way of singing, you set my whole life swinging
You made me love you
You gave my heart a whammy
Each time you sang the "Mammy"

A million imitators are in your debt
But not one of them, will ever match your
"You ain't heard nothin' yet"
Hey Jolie, I saw each movie
When I saw it would destroy me
I wish that you'd employ me
Oh, oh what a kick
To be, on your knees
Have you singing it to me

There've been a lot of singers
I know that's true, sir
There'll never be another one Like you, sir
I wonder what you would say
If, if you could be here today

Say, I've been away from you a long time
And as I mingle with this drum
The music I hear, sounds weird in my ear
Hey Jolie, there's something wrong

There's nobody singing about my mammy
From Alabamy up to Maine
And I've been big for songs that are big
The country has gone insane

They're singin' rock and roll, you made it
He wants a bandstand melody
Ah, honey, he was planning too
I used to groove where strictly Just for music sake

My little sonny boy, he wears blue suede shoes
He never heard of Mr. Handy's blues
Oh, son, don't you let this new stuff win you
Just keep a sentimental song, right here son, within ya

Oh, darling, don't you remember
When old Jolie ruled them little roly-poly eyes
They had a song, sonny boy
That brought tears of joy, to my mammy
My little gray-haired mammy, she come came to trot
She goes hot sot trot, In Miami

Do you remember when she dancedwith a style
She did the Charleston and the Varsity drag
But that's all passé
They bop it and they stroll it
She's gonna a rock and roll it today

All I say is, "Toot, toot, tootie, goodbye"
You are not the gal for this guy
I want a gal, the feminine kind
A rock and rollin' baby
Drive me out of my mind
He doesn't boast, I won't deny
Your little Jolie's no rock and roll guy

I'll beg your pardon, If I seem to grieve ya
But here's all I'll say, before I leave ya
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye Jolie
With a Dixie melody

Hey Jolie, can you hear me
My greatest disappointment
Is I never, never met you
But just as long as I can sing
They won't forget you

You know, we'll always love you