{title: Putting' On The Ritz}
{artist: Irving Berlin}
{meta: imported_credit Irving Berlin}
{composer: Irving Berlin}
{lyricist: Irving Berlin}
{meta: source https://www.jasonpaul.net/songs/puttin-on-the-ritz/}
{capo: 0}
{c: Verse}


[C]Have you seen [Fdim7]the [G7]Well to do [C]up on Le[Fdim7]nox [G7]Aven[A#7]ue, [D#]On that fam[Fdim7]ous [A#7]thoroughfare [D#]with their nos[Fdim7]as [A#7]in the air.

[G]High [Edim7]hats and [D7]colored collars [G]white [Edim7]shoes and [D7]fifteen dollars [Em7]Spending every [B7]dime [D7]For a wonderful [G7]time.

{c: Chorus}

[Cm]If your blue and you don't know where to go to, Why don't you go [G7]where Harlem sits. Putting on the [Cm]Ritz. [Fdim7][G7]

[Cm]Spangled gowns up on a bevy of high browns from down the lev[G7]ee, all misfits, puttin' on the [Cm]Ritz [G#] [C7]

[Fm]That's where each and every Lulu Bell goes, [D#]every Thursday [A#7]evening with her [D#]swell beaus [Fm]rubbing el[G7]bows.

[Cm]Come with me and we'll attend their Jubilee and see them spend [G7]their last two bits, puttin on the [Cm]Ritz [Fm] [G7]