In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Save your pappy a chair When the party's getting a glow on
And singin' fills the air
In the shank of the night
When the doin's are right
Well, you can tell 'em I'll be there I like a barbecue, I like to boil a ham
And I vote for bola baste stew
What's that? I like a weenie bake
Steak and a layer cake And you'll get a tummy ache too
We'll rent a tent or a teepee
Let the town crier cry, "All's well!"
And if it's RSVP, this is what I'll reply In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em we'll be there
If you need a pair of freeloaders
To fracture your affair I may even give them Pagliacci
Now stand back and give him air
If one can relax and we'll have a few yaks
And you can tell them we'll be there "Whee!" said the bumblebee
"Let's have a jubilee!"
"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?" "Shore!" said the dinosaur.
"Where?" said the grizzly bear,
"Under the light of the moon?"
"How 'bout ya, brothe, jackass?"
Ev'ryone gaily cried,
"You comin' to the fracas?"
Over his specks he sighed, In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', tell 'em I'll be there.
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', slickum on my hair. If perchance we look a bit peeked
Remember se la guerre
If we're still on our feet
And there's something to eat
Well, you can tell them we'll be there In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Better save a chair When the party's getting a glow on
And singin' fills the air
If there's gas in my hack
And my laundry is back If there's room for one more
And you need me, why sure
If you need a new face or a tenor or bass
If I can climb out of bed and put a head on my head
Well, you can tell 'em we'll be there