Caldonia
Louis Armstrong Lyrics


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Walkin′ with my baby, she got great big feet
She long, lean and lanky and ain't had nothing to eat
But I love her just the same
Crazy ′bout that woman, 'cause Caldonia is her name

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?
I love her, just the same
I'm crazy about a woman, Caldonia is her name

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?

Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?





Caldonia, Caldonia
What makes your big head so hard?

Overall Meaning

Louis Armstrong's song Caldonia is a classic example of a blues song from the 1940s. The song recounts the tale of a man walking with his lover who is described as having large feet, being tall and lean and not having had much to eat. The singer is enamored with her, however, and claims to love her just the same, and the song is an ode to this woman, whose name is Caldonia.


The most interesting aspect of the song is its double entendre when it comes to the lyrics. On one level, the song appears to be simply about a man in love with a woman named Caldonia, but on another level, some of the lyrics are clearly sexual in nature. For example, the repeated line "What makes your big head so hard?" can be interpreted as a reference to impotence or sexual frustration. The song was a big hit at the time, and its popularity has endured through the years, no doubt due to its catchy tune and suggestive lyrics.


Another interesting feature of the song is its connection to the history of jazz music. Louis Armstrong was one of the most important musicians in the history of jazz, and his influence can be heard in countless recordings over the years. Caldonia was also covered by many other musicians, including B.B. King and Muddy Waters, and became a classic of the genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Walkin' with my baby, she got great big feet
My baby has huge feet, but I still love her and enjoy walking with her


She long, lean and lanky and ain't had nothing to eat
My baby is tall, thin, and hasn't eaten anything, but I still find her attractive


But I love her just the same
Despite any flaws or imperfections, I love my baby deeply


Crazy ′bout that woman, 'cause Caldonia is her name
I am completely infatuated with my baby, whose name is Caldonia


Caldonia, Caldonia What makes your big head so hard?
I playfully ask Caldonia why she's being stubborn or difficult in a teasing manner


I love her, just the same I'm crazy about a woman, Caldonia is her name
I reiterate that I love Caldonia and can't get enough of her


Caldonia, Caldonia What makes your big head so hard?
I continue to ask Caldonia (still in a playful way) why she's being difficult


Caldonia, Caldonia What makes your big head so hard?
I ask Caldonia the same question again, as if trying to figure out what's going on in her mind




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Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

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So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Singing how do you do
They're really singing
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I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
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The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Singing how do you do
They're really singing
I love you

I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They goin’ learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I think to myself
What a wonderful world

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