Stormy Weather

Be like old times.
- Why, t'ain't Gabe.
- Well, if this ain't a solid send out.

What do you know, Pop?
Gimme some skin.

Mellow. Now lay your racket, jack.
Say, this cat ain't hep to the jive.
Stop beatin' up your chops to him.

Now, ain't that a bring-down.
That's a wrong riff, jack.

Say, what the devil
you two fools talkin' about?

We're talkin' jive. He says he's glad
to see you, and he wants to shake your hand.

- Solid. -
Righteous. - Crazy.

- Go along, Cab.
- Okay.

Say, Bill. Come on. I want you to come
out front and catch this next number.

- I'm quite sure that you'll get a great big kick out of it.
- Really?

- Go ahead.
- I'll see you.

Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps rainin' all the time
Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poor self together