Blanche Calloway Catch On Lyrics

Catch On Lyrics

Old Uncle Joe, ain't your heart in a bow? 

Ask me why one fine morn. 



You'll catch on, 

What it's all about, 

Oh, if you latch
on 

Brother, let me hear you shout! 



Boys are boys, girls
are girls, 

But what kinds of boys are the ones that make curls? 



You'll catch on, 

What it's all about, 

Oh, if you latch
on 

Brother, let me hear you shout! 



When summer is here,
the farmers get gay, 

They all make whoopie and hay-hay! 



You'll catch on, 

What it's all about, 

Oh, if you latch on 

Brother, let me hear you shout! 



I can shake my shimmy and do
the rhumba, 

But I can't hit the number! 



You'll catch on,


What it's all about, 

Oh, if you latch on 

Brother, let me
hear you shout! 



Now, I ain't good and I ain't bad, 

Just a
brown-skinned gal who can't be had. 



Do you catch on, 

What
it's all about? 

Oh, if you latch on 

Brother, let me hear you
shout! 



Spoken: Do you catch on, everybody? Did y'all catch on?