Ted Koehler / Jimmy McHugh
Music everywhere, feet are pattin`
Puttin` tempo in old Manhattan
Everybody is out high hattin`
Spreadin` rhythm around
Everywhere you go trumpets are blarin`
Drums and saxophones rip and tearin`
Everybody you meet is rarin`
Spreadin` rhythm around
Up in Harlem in every flat they give it that zing
Which according to one and all is what they call swing
Those who can`t afford silk and satin
Dance with Gigolos who are Latin
Come from Yonkers, the Bronx and Staten
Spreadin` rhythm around