Sweet Rhythm - Cab Calloway

I hear the babbling of the brookstream

The melody they seem to play

Then I find on my mind, sweet rhythm

Blowing onward to the mighty river

It carries on this harmony

Riplets say, «Hear us play sweet rhythm»

There’s something that is so appealing

In every trickle that you hear

Plainly to you they are revealing

Rhapsody clear, dear

Sweet music in it’s trickling moments

Down gently to the sea it flows

Melodies bringing me sweet rhythm