From the film “On the Avenue”, 1937
Words and music by Irving Berlin
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
I know a professor of great renown
And he is the loneliest man in town
He’s as smart as a man can be
But he never has company
Why is he the loneliest man in town?
Chorus
He ain’t got rhythm
Every night he sits in the house alone
‘Cause he ain’t got rhythm
Every night he sits there and wears a frown
He attracted some attention
When he found the fourth dimension
But he ain’t got rhythm
So no one’s with ‘im
The loneliest man in town
A lonely man is he
Bending over his books
His wife and family
Keep giving him dirty looks
‘Cause he ain’t got rhythm
When they call him up
It’s to call him down
With a daring aviator
He encircled the equator
But he ain’t got rhythm
As no one’s with ‘im
The loneliest man in town
Chorus
He ain’t got rhythm
Ev’ry night he sits in the house alone
‘Cause he ain’t got rhythm
Ev’ry night he sits there and wears a frown
With a problem scientific
He’s colossal and terrific
But he ain’t got rhythm
So no one’s with ‘im
The loneliest man in town
A lonely man is he
Bending over his books
His wife and family
Keep giving him dirty looks
‘Cause he ain’t got rhythm
When they call him up
It’s to call him down
In the month of January
He compiled a dictionary
But he ain’t got rhythm
As no one’s with ‘im
The loneliest man in town