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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anita O'Day
Performer
Edward Yance
Guitar
Gene Krupa
Drums
Joe Dale
Drums
Teddy Napoleon
Piano
Irv Lang
Bass
Adrian Tei
Saxophone
Stewart Olson
Saxophone
Charlie Ventura
Saxophone
Johnny Bothwell
Saxophone
Charlie Kennedy
Saxophone
Tony Russo
Trumpet
Don Fagerquist
Trumpet
Joe Tricari
Trumpet
Vincent Hughes
Trumpet
Leon Cox
Trombone
Tommy Pedersen
Trombone
Billy Cully
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Biondi
Composer
Gene Krupa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Hammond
Producer
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer
Seth Foster
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Don't the moon look lonesome
Shinin' through the trees
Don't the moon look lonesome
Shinin' through the trees
Why don't your arms look lonesome
When your baby backs up to leave?
Said I'm goin' up on the mountain
To call that baby of mine
Said I'm goin' up on the mountain
To call that baby of mine
But something tells me
He's not coming back this time
Would like to go to the country
Baby, can't take you, ooh
We are goin' up to the country, baby
Can't take you, ooh
Nothin' up there that a man like you could do
He's got fins like a fish, sheep like a frog
When he loves me, I holler, "hot dog"
Love that man better than I do myself
He left me all alone, all alone on the shelf
Do you hear the drummer boogie?
Writer(s): Gene Krupa, Ray Biondi
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