You're On Top
Louis Armstrong Lyrics


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At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.

You're the top!
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You're Mickey Mouse.
You're the Nile,
You're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!

Your words poetic are not pathetic.
On the other hand, babe, you shine,
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I'll second the motion
And this is what I'm going to add;

You're the top!
You're Mahatma Gandhi.
You're the top!
You're Napoleon Brandy.
You're the purple light
Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery
You're Garbo's salary,
You're cellophane.
You're sublime,
You're turkey dinner,
You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're an arrow collar
You're the top!
You're a Coolidge dollar,
You're the nimble tread
Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
You're an O'Neill drama,

You're Whistler's mama!

You're camembert.

You're a rose,
You're Inferno's Dante,

You're the nose
On the great Durante.
I'm just in a way,
As the French would say, "de trop".
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're a dance in Bali.
You're the top!
You're a hot tamale.
You're an angel, you,
Simply too, too, too diveen,
You're a Boticcelli,
You're Keats,
You're Shelly!

You're Ovaltine!
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.

Or GOP!

But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're a Waldorf salad.
You're the top!
You're a Berlin ballad.
You're the boats that glide
On the sleepy Zuider Zee,
You're an old Dutch master,

You're Lady Astor,
You're broccoli!
You're romance,
You're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants, on a Roxy usher,
I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,





But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

Overall Meaning

These lyrics are from the popular song "You're the Top" by Louis Armstrong. The song is a celebration of the many wonderful things in the world, with the singer expressing his awe and admiration for everything from the Coliseum to Shakespeare's sonnets to Mickey Mouse. The singer introduces himself as someone who struggles to express himself poetically, but he knows that the person he's singing to is truly exceptional and deserves to be called the "top."


The lyrics are full of clever wordplay, with the singer creating unexpected comparisons and contrasts with each successive line. He sets up the contrast between his own limited poetic ability and the subject of his song, who is "not pathetic" but rather shines with divine energy. He goes on to compare the person he's singing to various cultural icons and landmarks, from Mahatma Gandhi to the Mona Lisa to Ovaltine.


Overall, the lyrics capture a sense of wonder and awe at the beauty of the world and the people who inhabit it. The song is a joyful celebration of diversity and creativity, and its message still resonates today.


Line by Line Meaning

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
I struggle with expressing my feelings creatively


That I always have found it best,
Because of this, I prefer to keep my emotions to myself


Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
And not share them with others


To let 'em rest unexpressed,
To let them simmer within me instead


I hate parading my serenading
I am not comfortable showing off my musical abilities


As I'll probably miss a bar,
I am afraid of making a mistake while performing


But if this ditty is not so pretty
But even if this song is not masterful


At least it'll tell you
It still manages to convey one message


How great you are.
That you are wonderful and deserving of praise


You're the top!
You are the best!


You're the Coliseum.
You are a grand and impressive structure


You're the Louver Museum.
You are an exquisite work of art


You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You are an amazing musical composition


You're a Bendel bonnet,
You are a fashionable and stylish accessory


A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You are a literary masterpiece


You're Mickey Mouse.
You are a beloved and iconic figure


You're the Nile,
You are a natural wonder


You're the Tower of Pisa,
You are an impressive architectural feat


You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
You are the subtle beauty in a famous artwork


I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
I am nothing special and have nothing to offer


But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!
But compared to you, I am nothing because you are amazing


Your words poetic are not pathetic.
Your poetic expressions are impressive


On the other hand, babe, you shine,
In contrast, you stand out and glow


And I can feel after every line
I can sense the beauty in each of your words


A thrill divine
An incredibly powerful and exciting sensation


Down my spine.
Running through my body


Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
People with exceptional talent like Vincent Youmans


Might think that your song is bad,
May not appreciate your creation


But I got a notion
But I believe


I'll second the motion
I support the idea


And this is what I'm going to add;
And here is what I want to say


You're Mahatma Gandhi.
You are a symbol of peace and inspiration


You're Napoleon Brandy.
You are refined and sophisticated


You're the purple light
You are the stunning and rare color


Of a summer night in Spain,
Of a balmy evening in an exotic country


You're the National Gallery
You are a phenomenal art museum


You're Garbo's salary,
You are something exorbitant and valuable


You're cellophane.
You are something transparent and flexible


You're sublime,
You are heavenly and divine


You're turkey dinner,
You are the perfect meal


You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
You are the moment when someone is victorious


I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
I am insignificant and temporary


You're an arrow collar
You are a distinguishing feature of a gentleman's attire


You're a Coolidge dollar,
You are a symbol of wealth and prosperity


You're the nimble tread
You are graceful and light on your feet


Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
Like the legendary dancer Fred Astaire


You're an O'Neill drama,
You are a powerful and emotional theatrical experience


You're Whistler's mama!
You are the subject of a famous painting


You're camembert.
You are a distinguished type of French cheese


You're a rose,
You are a classic symbol of love and beauty


You're Inferno's Dante,
You are a master of artistic expression


You're the nose
You are the defining feature


On the great Durante.
On the famous entertainer Jimmy Durante


I'm just in a way,
I am insignificant and unimportant


As the French would say, "de trop".
As the French would say, "too much" or "in excess"


You're a dance in Bali.
You are a captivating and exotic dance


You're a hot tamale.
You are spicy, attractive, and captivating


You're an angel, you,
You are pure, innocent, and divine


Simply too, too, too diveen,
Absolutely exquisite and delightful


You're a Boticcelli,
You are a magnificent and classic artist


You're Keats,
You are a genius poet


You're Shelly!
You are another beloved poet


You're Ovaltine!
You are comforting and nostalgic


You're a boom,
You are explosive and intense


You're the dam at Boulder,
You are a massive and significant engineering feat


You're the moon,
You are ethereal and captivating


Over Mae West's shoulder,
Like an accessory to the legendary actress Mae West


I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
I am a member of a political party


Or GOP!
Either abbreviation works


You're a Waldorf salad.
You are a delicious and refined dish


You're a Berlin ballad.
You are a beautiful musical composition with a fascinating backstory


You're the boats that glide
You are the smooth and graceful watercraft


On the sleepy Zuider Zee,
On a serene and peaceful body of water


You're an old Dutch master,
You are a painting by a famous Dutch artist


You're Lady Astor,
You are a sophisticated and refined lady


You're broccoli!
You are a distinctive and beloved vegetable


You're romance,
You are passionate and alluring


You're the steppes of Russia,
You are a vast and breathtaking landscape


You're the pants, on a Roxy usher,
You are the pants on a stylish and attractive individual


I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,
I am insignificant and unimportant


But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
But if I am the worst or least important


You're the top!
You are still the best and most important




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cole Porter

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carlos gustavo rubio

Gracias!!!!!!!!!, nunca habia escuchado esta cancion por el gran y divino Louis!!!!!!!!! Impresionante y "un tornado de alegria" que tanta falta nos hace.....!

Paula Pacente

One GREAT musician!

Louis

Bloody great! Swing it Louis!

nelly7412

When ever I Β΄m down, I start singing that song. I donΒ΄t know why, but it Β΄s Works.

PAUL VIARDOT

Remarquable de Louis !

PAUL VIARDOT

Remarquable version de Louis

francescaemc2

no comments? How about...this is a masterpiece!!!!!

Juan Fecit

Muchas gracias por compartirlo.

eiyneo

this brings tears to my eyes

William Johnston

You just don't hear classic like this....

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