(To the tune of Cake Walkin’ Babies from Home, by Clarence Williams, Henry Troy, Chris Smith)
Cake walkers may come, and cake walkers may go
But I wanna tell you ‘bout Cake Walkers that I know.
Well, there they were at Tony Packo’s, playin’
Weekends, all. Still should be (I’m just sayin’…)
Talk-o-the-town. Always bringin’ em down,
Packin’ the joint and bringin’ it renown
‘Til Tony balked. What was he thinkin’
When he let them go? That business move’s still stinkin’.
They’d be embraced by the riverboat fleet,
Or in the heart of jazz on Bourbon Street,
But here, not so. Not in so-called Glass City
Wake up, my friends! C’mon now, it’s a pity
To waste this gem! Toledo, turn on your dome
And find those Cake Walkin’ babies a home!
Check it out! The Cake Walking Jass Band performing Cake Walkin’ Babies From Home! Go Dad, Go!