About the song
## Phil Harris’s “The Thing” – A Timeless Jazz Classic
Phil Harris, a legendary figure in the world of American music, was renowned for his deep, resonant voice and his ability to swing with infectious energy. His 1939 recording of “The Thing” is a testament to his enduring appeal and the timeless quality of jazz music.
The song, penned by Johnny Mercer and Harold Arlen, is a playful and upbeat number that tells the story of a man who’s captivated by a mysterious “thing” that he’s encountered. The lyrics are filled with humorous and suggestive innuendos, making it a fun and entertaining listen.
Harris’s vocal performance is a highlight of the recording. His delivery is both playful and soulful, capturing the essence of the song’s carefree and joyful spirit. The backing band, led by legendary pianist Teddy Wilson, provides a solid and swinging foundation for Harris’s vocals. Their interplay is effortless and full of life, creating a truly memorable musical experience.
“The Thing” is a classic example of the swing era, a period in jazz music characterized by its rhythmic vitality and upbeat tempo. The song’s infectious groove and Harris’s charismatic performance make it a timeless piece of music that continues to resonate with audiences today.
Whether you’re a longtime jazz fan or simply looking for a fun and entertaining tune, “The Thing” is a must-listen. It’s a testament to the enduring power of music and the artistry of Phil Harris.
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Lyrics
While I was walkin’ down the beach one bright and sunny day
I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin’ in the bay
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise
Oh, I discovered a (Boom-ba-boom), right before my eyes
Oh, I discovered a (Boom-ba-boom), right before my eyesI picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king
I took it to a guy I knew who’d buy most anything
But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop
“Oh, get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), before I call a cop”
“Oh, get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), before I call a cop”I turned around and got right out, a-runnin’ for my life
And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife
But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door
“Oh, get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), and don’t come back no more”
“Oh, get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), and don’t come back no more”I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet
A hobo who was lookin’ for a handout on the street
He said he’d take most any old thing, he was a desperate man
But when I showed him the (Boom-ba-boom), he turned around and ran
Oh, when I showed him the (Boom-ba-boom), he turned around and ranI wandered on for many years a victim of my fate
Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate
And when I tried to take it inside he told me where to go
Get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), and take it down below
Oh, get out of here with that (Boom-ba-boom), and take it down belowThe moral of this story is: if you’re out on the beach
And you should see a great big box, and it’s within your reach
Don’t ever stop and open it up, that’s my advice to you
‘Cause you’ll never get rid of the (Boom-ba-boom), no matter what you do
Oh you’ll never get rid of the (Boom-ba-boom), no matter what you do