The concert was over in Carnegie Hall
The maestro took bow after bow
He said, "My dear friends I have given my all
I? m sorry, it? s all over now"
When from the gallery way up high
There suddenly came this mournful cry
"Mr. Paganini, please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won? t you sing it?
And if you can? t sing it, you'll simply have to "
"Mr. Paganini, we breathlessly await
Your masterful baton, go on and sling it
And if you can? t sling it, you'll simply have to "
We heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you with a round applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation "
"Mr. Paganini, now don? t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it
And if you don? t spring it, that means you'll have to "
"Mr. Paganini, please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?
And if the boys is bopping ain't no need in stopping "
"Mr. Paganini, we breathlessly await
Your masterful baton, go on and sling it
If the boys are bopping ain't no need in stopping"
A Tisket a tasket
I lost my yellow basket
We heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you with a round applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation
"Listen Paganini, now don? t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it
And if you don? t spring it, that means you have to"
We've heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you, we greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation
"Mr. Paganini, now don? t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it
And if you don? t spring it, that means you have to swing it"