Louis Armstrong & His All-Stars - High Society lyrics

Just dig that scenery floating by We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I We've been, for years, In Variety But, Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to be In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety I wanna play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival His name is Dexter and he's good news But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas Thought writing songs was beneath his cla** But writing songs he'd not stop, of course And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety To make him sadder, his former wife Begins tomorrow a brand-new life She started lately a new affair And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square In High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch To stop that wedding and k** that match I'll toot my trumpet to start the fun And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety