Words & Music by Hank and Blanche Snow
I was singin' the blues and now I'm shoutin' hooray,
'cause I met a pretty mama and I met her today
Well, her eyes started cheatin', my heart started beatin' aloud,
like the rhythmatic motors of the Boogie Woogie Flying Cloud
Now, the Flying Cloud is a luxury liner,
it flies from San Diego down to Carolina,
then she boogies to Georgia and back to old Alabam
No use denyin' makin' love when you're flyin' is grand

She's a silber comet, ev'ry engine in tune;
she boogied us out 'neath the silvery moon
The stars started blinkin' when my baby started thinkin' aloud
And told me that she loved me on Boogie Woogie Flying Cloud
Well, I hugged my baby and we started to kiss;
the Flying Cloud's motors all started to miss
She jumped in to jive as the crew started singin' a song
And we headed for Dixie while the Flying Cloud boogied along
When I told my baby a fortune I'd give 'er,
the big plane trembled and she started to quiver
She headed for the sky then she swung and came on back down,
but we kept a lovin' as the Flying Cloud boogied around
Wasn't takin' no chances 'cause I got a bit scary;
thought I'd wait till we landed then I'd ask her to marry,
but changed my mind as we boogied out over the line,
and I popped the question as the big Cloud boogied on time,
Well, she started to truck and then she jumped to hep;
she looped the loop but never lost a step
When she started descendin' for a boogie woogie landin' I vowed
I'm preparin' my weddin' on the Boogie Woogie Flying Cloud
When the big propellers they came to a stop,
my old heart inside me went flippity flop
I took my baby and wandered out through the crowd
When we landed in Dixie on the Boogie Woogie Flying Cloud