© 1950, 1951, 1955 by Leeds Music Corporation
Struttin' with some barbecue, swingin' with the band,
words by Don Raye, music by Louis Armstrong
Like the happy people do, way down in Dixieland.
Hear that ol' trombone and the trumpet ad lib,
Love to hear the lick, while I do my pickin', pickin' on a juicy rib.
'Cause I'm struttin' with some barbecue, feelin' mighty grand,
Pass another helpin', please, of that good ol' Dixieland.
And Mister Waiter, if you please, another rib or two,
And I'll go strut, strut, struttin', struttin' with some barbecue.