There was a man, Gene Kelly, and he danced for us
In black tap shoes
An Irishman, so talented and debonair
In all he'd do
His feet would fly, they would fly
He could dance on a cloud..

We watched him in those great old musicals,
Smoothly glide about
Like, "On The Town" and "Singin' In The Rain"
"Ballgame..Take Me Out"
He sang good, too..sang good, too, real soft
Down to earth, nice guy..

I'm talkin' about Gene Kelly, used to dance a lick
In great old films
He had a style, a friendly smile
He could dance so high, step up, tip a chair
And had a great laugh, had a great laugh
Charisma followed him around..

Mr. Gene Kelly, Mr. Gene Kelly
Mr. Gene Kelly danced...

His moves were those like a river flows, so effort free
That's how it seemed
His fame remained, he entertained, and for many years
Filled our dance dreams
With pals by his side, gals by his side
Like Frank Sinatra, Betty Garrett

For other goals, tried dramatic roles, successfully
In later years
More fame would come from directing some other famous films
He'd hear Broadway cheers
And made his mark, yes, he made his mark
In the entertainment field

Mr. Gene Kelly, Mr. Gene Kelly,
Mr. Gene Kelly danced...