Here's a song that made the crossover from blues (see Bessie Smith, above) to western swing, with some modifications.


I'M WILD ABOUT THAT THING
As recorded by the Tune Wranglers, 1936.

Honey, baby, won't you cuddle near?
Let sweet mama whisper in your ear.
It makes me laugh and it makes me sing.
Give it to me, mama; I'm wild about that thing.

CHORUS: Away, I'm goin' away, babe.
Honey, won't you follow me?

Take it easy, honey; don't get rough.
From you, mama, I can't get enough.
Sweet joy it always brings.
Ev'rybody knows I'm wild about that thing.

What's the matter, mama? Please don't stall.
I want your love and I want it all.
Just give my bell a ring.
You can press the button; I'm wild about that thing.

If you want to satisfy my soul,
Come on; rock me with a steady roll.
I like the way you ting-a-ling.
Kiss me like you mean I'm wild about that thing.

Come on, baby; turn the lights down low.
When you're ready just say: "Let's go."
It makes me like ivy cling,
Makes me feel I'm wild about that thing.

Wild about it when you hold me tight.
Let me linger in your arms so right.
Now my passion has got to fling.
Can't you hear me cryin' I'm wild about that thing?