The
Russell Songbook
Songs Played by Russell Eiffert
Book Compiled by Robert L. Silvagni
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and Revisions in 2002
Ain't
That A Kick In The Head?
(All Of A Sudden) My Heart Sings
Always
(Dreams Will All Come True)
Always
True to You In My Fashion
Another
Somebody Done Somebody Wrong Song
Best
Things In Life Are Free. The
Bewitched,
Bothered, and Bewildered
Bill
Bailey, Won't You Please...Come Home?
I’ve
Never Been In Love Before
By
the Light of the Silvery Moon
Christmas,
Hanukkah & New Year Songs
All
I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth.
Christmas
Dinner Country Style
God
Rest You Merry, Gentlemen,
Grandma
Got Run Over by a Reindeer
Have
Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
I'm
Getting Nothing For Christmas
I
Saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
It's
Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
It's
The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Let
It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Over
the River and Through the Woods!
Rockin'
Around The Christmas Tree
Rudolph,
the Red-Nosed Reindeer
That's
What I Want For Christmas
Walking
'Round in Women's Underwear
You're
all I want for Christmas
Darling,
Je Vous Aime Beaucoup
Don't
Let the Stars Get In Your Eyes
East
of the Sun, West of the Moon
Every
Street's a Boulevard in Old New York
Eyes
Of Texas Are Upon You, The
Forty-Five
Minutes From Broadway
Guess
I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
Happy
To Make Your Acquaintance
Happy
To Make Your Acquaintance Reprise
Please
Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Hello
Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
I'm
Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair
Hot
Diggity (Dog Ziggity Boom)
How
Are Things in Glocca Morra?
How
Long Has This Been Going On?
How
Much Is That Doggie In The Window
I
Can't Believe That You're In Love With Me
I
Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby
I
Can't Help Falling in Love with You
I
Couldn't Sleep a Wink Last Night
I
Don't Know Why I love Ya Like I Do
I
Don't Want To Walk Without You
If
My Friends Could See Me Now
I
Left my Heart in San Francisco
I'll
Be With You In Apple Blossom Time
(I'll
Build A) Stairway to Paradise
I'm
Glad I'm Not Young Anymore
I'm
Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter
I'm
Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair
I'm
Looking Over A Four Leaf Clover
I'm
Sitting On Top Of The World
I'm
Stepping Out with a Memory Tonight
In
the Chapel in the Moonlight
In
The Cool Cool Cool Of The Evening
Is
it True What They Say About Dixie?
I've
Been Working On the Railroad
I've
Got a Feelin' I'm Fallin'
I've
Got My Love to Keep me Warm
I've
Got the World on a String
I've
Got Spurs That Jingle Jangle Jingle
I've
Grown Accustomed to Her Face
I’ve
Never Been In Love Before
I
Want a Girl Just Like the Girl
Kiss
me Once, Then Kiss me Twice
Let's
Call the Whole Thing Off
Let’s
Take a Trip to the Baron
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Let’s
Take a Trip to the Baron
Life
Is Just A Bowl Of Cherries
Love,
You Didn't Do Right By Me
Loving
You Has Made Me Bananas
Most
Beautiful Girl in the World, The
Music
That Makes Me Dance, The
Nightingale
Sang In Berkeley Square, A
Night
they Invented Champagne, The
Surry
With The Fringe On Top, The
One
I Love Belongs to Somebody Else, The
On
the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
On
the Boardwalk (in Atlantic City)
On
the Sunny Side of the Street
Surry
With The Fringe On Top, The
Please
Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Please
Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Put
Your Arms Around Me, Honey
Put
Your Arms Arounds Me Honey
Raindrops
Keep Falling On My Head
Rock-a-bye
Your Baby With a Dixie Melody
Sam,
You Made The Pants Too Long
Saturday
Night is the Loneliest Night in the Week
(In
a) Shanty In Old Shanty Town
Sit
Down You're Rockin' the Boat
Somebody
Else Is Taking My Place
They
Can't Take That Away from Me
Somewhere
There's a place for us
(I'll
Build A) Stairway to Paradise
Stars
Are the Windows of Heaven
Surry
With The Fringe On Top, The
Surry
With The Fringe On Top, The
There'll
be a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight
There’ll
Be Blue Birds Over The White Cliffs of Dover
There's
No Business Like Show Business
They
Can't Take That Away from Me
They're
Either Too Young or Too Old
This
Could Be The Start of Something Big
Tie
a Yellow Ribbon Around the Old Oak Tree
Too
Fat Polka (She's Too Fat For Me)
When
the Midnight Train Leaves for Alabam
Waiting
for the Robert E. Lee!
What
Are You Doing New Years Eve
What
Did I Have That I Don't Have?
What
Do You Get When You Fall in Love?
When
the Midnight Train Leaves for Alabam
When
the Red Red Robin Comes Bob-bob-bobbing Along
When
the saints go marching in
When
Your Old Wedding Ring Was New
White
Sport Coat (And a Pink Carnation), A
You
Always Hurt The One You Love
You
Brought A New Kind Of Love To Me
You
Can't Get a Man With a Gun
You
Keep Coming Back Like a Song
Kiss
me Once, Then Kiss me Twice
I
Don't Want To Walk Without You
You
Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby
You're
16 (You're Beautiful and You're Mine)
You're
Getting to be a Habit With Me
You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves
You
You've
Got To See Mamma Ev'ry Night
Zing!
Went the Strings of My Heart
Additions
and Revisions in 2009
September 7, 2009
Are you lonesome tonight?
Johnny
Angel
August 24, 2009
Sam,
You Made the Pants too Long
Additions
and Revisions in 2008
December 22, 2008
Mister Santa
Additions and Revisions in 2007
September 5, 2007
The Object of My Affection
August 30, 2007
Route 66
Teach Me Tonight
August 21, 2007
Manhattan, (Revised)
There, I've Said It Again
Ring Them Bells
Ring Them
Bells
In the Chapel in the Moonlight
Additions and Revisions in 2006
I Wish I Didn’t Love You So
Stars Are the Windows of Heaven
Ol'
La Vie En Rose
Best Things In Life Are Free, The
If I Could Tell You
I Meant Every Word He Said
In My Garden
Shrine of Saint Cecilia, The
Wishing Will Make It So
Darling, Je Vous Aime Beaucoup
I Married Joan
Let Get Away From It All!
It's a Good Day
Let’s Take a Trip to the Baron
The Lambeth Walk
It's Been A Long, Long Time (revised)
Sloop John B
On the Boardwalk
I love an Organ
I’m Just
Wild About Harry
Say It Isn’t So.
Raining In My Heart
I Don't Know How to Love Him
All My Ex's Live In
Perfectly Marvelous
Married
Far From the Home I love
Fiddler On The Roof
If I were a rich Man
Miracle of Miracles
Smile
To Life
Back in the Saddle Again
I’m An Old Cowhand
Venus
Cecilia
Close to You
When You’re Good To Mamma (Additional)
Raszzle Dazzle
When You’re Good To Mamma
She Loves
Me
All by Myself
I’m Past My Prime
Additions and Revisions in 2005
Exactly Like You
My Melencoly Baby
Obladi oblada
In My Own Little Corner
(There’ll Be Blue Birds Over)
The White Cliffs of
Put on Your Sunday Clothes
In The Cool Cool Cool Of The Evening
Steppin’ Out With My Baby
In The Cool Cool Cool Of The Evening
Cry
Tom Dooley
They're Either Too Young or Too Old
It Couldn't Please Me More
Alabamy Bound
Love Letters In The Sand
Just Another Polka
White Sport Coat And a Pink Carnation, A
Mr Lonely
Life Upon the Wicked Stage
Look For The Silver Lining
An Irish Lullaby
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Oh Danny boy
MacNamara's Band
I thought about you
Somewhere (there’s a place for us)
This love of mine goes
Ma Blushin’ Rosie
Go Into your Dance
A String Of
Do I Love You?
You Brought A New Kind Of Love To Me
For You
April in
How High The Moon
I'm stepping out with a memory tonight
I'll Walk Alone
My Heart Cries for You
Steam Heat
Lili Marlene
True Love
My Blue Heaven
After the Loving
That Old Gang Of Mine
In My Little Red Book
Tie a Yellow Ribbon Around the Old Oak Tree
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Look To The Rainbow
Sugar Time
Penthouse Serenade
You, You, You
Heat Wave
I Still Get Jealous
Additions and Revisions in 2004
Speak Low
Girl I Marry, The
Should I?
Nobody Else but Me
Moonlight Becomes You
Everywhere You Go
Coquette
Boo Hoo
You're all I want for Christmas
Our Love Affair
Strip Polka
You’ve Got me Crying Again
I'm Getting Nothing For Christmas
Walking My Baby Back Home
Button Up Your Overcoat
For Once In My Life
November 4, 2004
Margie
I Can't Begin to Tell You
Ma, He’s Making Eyes at me
October 28, 2004
Impossible
Love Walked In
In the still of the night
October 21, 2004
One Alone
Desert Song, The
My Secret Love
Sad Rag Doll
Ah! Sweet Mystery Of Life
Fly Me To The Moon
(All Of A Sudden) My Heart Sings
Stout-Hearted Men
When the Saints go Marching In
In My Merry Oldsmobile
October 13, 2004
Beyond the Blue Horizon
Hello, My Baby
I’m Nobody’s Baby
September 23 2004
Don’t Get Around Much Any More
Namely You (verse 2)
September 3, 2004
High Hopes (revised)
August 4, 2004
Paper Doll (Revised)
Kiss me Once (Revised)
Hello Young Lovers (Revised)
Something Wonderful (Revised)
They Say it’s Wonderful (Revised)
People Will Say We’re in Love (Revised)
So Easy to Love
‘Til the End of Time
Tea For Two
Too Fat Polka
July 17, 2004
Any Time
July 6, 2004
They Were You
Jume 23, 2004
I Can't Believe That You're In Love With Me
Jume 16, 2004
I’ve Got a Feeling I’m Fallin’
June 8 2004
Dance a little closer
Try a Little Tenderness
June 6 2004
Dance a little closer
I Don’t Care
I've Got the World On A String
Jolly
Lucky Day
Maria
Mele Kalikimaka
Top Of The World
You Wore a Tulip
May 19 2004
I Understand
Portrait of My Love
May 19 2004
Allegheny Moon
Dancing In the Dark
If
Just Because
Pretty Baby
Mother
You Always Hurt the One You Love,
What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve
May 16, 2004
Namely You (Second Verse)
March 7, 2004
Catch a Falling Star
Don’t Let the Stars Get in your Eyes
Hot Digity
Keep It Gay
Round and Round
Sentimental Journey
Namely You
One Dozen Roses
East of the Sun, West of the Moon
How Much is that Doggie in the Window
My Heart Stood Still
Please
Solilioquy
Three Little Fishes
Wunderbar
February 4, 2004
Blue Room, The
Sincerely
With A Song In My Heart
February 1, 2004
Mary's A Grand Old Name
She's funny that way
January 28, 2004
Do It Again
Baby Talk To Me
Forty-Five Minutes From Broadway
Give Me The imple Life
Horray For Hollywood
I’ll See You Again
My Ship
(In a) Shanty In Old Shanty Town
Additions and Revisions in 2003
December 10, 2003
Pistol Packin’ Mama
November 30, 2003
Goodnight
Irene, Goodnight
Aunt Rhody
November 24, 2003
Me and My Shadow (Correction)
So In love
I'm Sitting On Top Of The World
Ballin’ the Jack
November 16, 2003
On the Good Ship Lollipop
November 8, 2003
Waltz Me Around Again Willy
November 5, 2003
Witchcraft
Pajama Game, The
I've Got Spurs That Jingle Jangle Jingle
One Boy
Mean to Me
Heartaches
I'll be with you in apple blossom time,
Summer wind (revised)
Style
Ocutober 8 2003
You’d Be Surprised
Bosom Buddies
Happy To Make Your Acquaintance
How Lucky Can You Get
Just Because
Lady is a Tramp, The (Revised)
Lamplighter’s Serenade
Lover Come Back to Me
Nowadays
Plant a Radish
Making Whoopee (Revised)
Mister Cellophane
Saga of Jenny, The
Shaking the Blues Away
Ten Cents a Dance
Tender Trap
There's no business like show …(Revised)
These Foolish Things
This Nearly Was Mine
What a Wonderful World
Why Did I Choose You?
High Hopes (Revised)
Goody Goody
Standing On the Corner
Any Dream Will Do
Another Somebody Done Somebody Wrong Song
Wonderful Wonderful
About A
I May be Wrong
I'll Take
Fascinating Rhythm,
You’re a Sweetheart
You’re my Everything
You’re Just in Love (Revised)
You’re Nobody Till Sombody Loves You
Ballin’ the Jack
At Long Last Love
Bluebird of Happiness
Boy Wanted (Revised)
It Might as Well Be Spring
Its De-Lovely (additional verse)
Moonshine Lullaby
Night They Invented
Thank Heaven For Little Girls
Sweet Violets
What’ll I do?
Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart.
Loving You Had Made Me Bananas
Always True to You in My Fashion
Boy Wanted
My Way
Who’s Sorry Now
I’ve Got My Eyes On You
If I Love Again
You’ve Got to See Mamma Ev’ry Night
Tonight You Belong to Me
Boy Next Door, The
Happy Days are Here Again
Ten Minutes Ago (Cinderella)
Muppet Show, The
Additions and Revisions in 2002
Consider Yourself (Additional Verse)
I May be Wrong
Sisters
You Can’t Get a Man with a Gun
Hernando’s Hideaway
Deep Purple
Come Back to Me
Gonna Build a Mountain
If I had my Life to Live Over
I’ll Be Around
Jimmy (Forget About the Boy)
Old Devil Moon
Most Beautiful Girl in the World,
The
Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head
Red Sails in the Sunset
Wizard Of Oz
Old Fashion Wedding
Look What Happened To Mabel
Something’ Stupid
Please Don’t Talk About me When I’m
Gone
Dance: Ten; Looks: Three
Good Mornin’
Hard Hearted Hannah
Return To Me
Waiting for the Robert E. Lee!
Who Can I Turn To
I Don’t Know Why I Love Ya Like I Do
Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Canadian Sunset
Cuanto La Gusta
Happy Trails
Peg O’ my Heart
Let’s Fall In Love
If I Only Had A Brain
Rhinestone Cowboy
We’ll Sing in the Sunshine
Call Me Irresponsible
Johnn One Note
Oh! Lady Be Good
Second Time Around
There’ll be a Hot Time in the
Those Were the Days my Friend
Alice Blue Gown
Cuddle up a Little Closer
Dream a Little Dream
Good Moring Starshine
I Enjoy Being a Girl
Let’s Get Lost
Scotch & Soda
There is Nothing Like a Dame
Hurry, It’s Lovely Up Here
I’ll Buy That Dream
Look at me, I’m Sandra Dee
Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny!
Rosie
Second Hand Rose
Sunday Kind of Love
Thoroughly Modern Millie
When Your Old Wedding Ring Was New
Sab Antonio Rose
Yellow Rose Of
High Hopes
Mona Lisa
Someone to Watch Over Me
Something’s Gotta Give
Something Wonderful
It’s Today
Mr Wonderful
Put the Blame On Mame
You and Me
You Are My Luck Star
You’re The Top
You Were Meant For Me
If This Isn’t Love
Micky Mouse Club Theme Song
(Up the) Lazy River
Another Op’nin, Another Show
Anything Goes
Being Alive
Bushel and Peck, A
Bye Bye Baby
I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm
Harold: May I have your attention, please? Attention, please.
I can deal with this trouble, friends,
with the wave of my hand, this very hand
Please observe me, if you will I'm Professor Harold Hill
And I'm here to organize a
Oh, think, my friends, how can any pool table
ever hope to compete with a gold trombone
Raaa- raaa-
ra-da-da-da-da-raaa-raa
Remember, my friends, what a handful of trumpet players
did to the famous, fabled walls of
Oh, billiard parlor walls come a-tumblin' down
Oh, a band'll do it, my friends,oh yes
I said a Boys Band, do you hear me?
I say
and I mean she needs it today
Well, Professor Harold Hill's on hand
and
Just as sure as the Lord made little green apples
and that band's gonna be in uniform
Johnny, Willy, Teddy, Fred
And you'll see the glitter of crashing cymbals
and you'll hear the thunder of rolling drums
and the shimmer of trumpets.
Ta-ta-ta!
And you'll feel something akin to the electric thrill
I once enjoyed when Gilmore, Pat Conway,
The Great Creatore, W.C. Handy and John Philip Sousa
all came to town on the very same historic day!
Seventy six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand.
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuosos,
The cream of ev'ry famous band.
Seventy six trombones caught the morning sun,
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind.
There were more than a thousand reeds Springing up like weeds,
There were horns of every shape and kind.
There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons,
Thundering, thundering, all along the way.
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons,
Each bassoon having his big fat say.
There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery,
Thundering, thundering, louder than before.
Clarinets of every size and trumpeters who'd improvise
A full octave higher than the score.
Townspeople:
Seventy six trombones hit the counter point,
While a hundred and ten cornets played the air.
To the rhythm of "HARCH, HARCH, HARCH"
All the kids began to march
And they're marching still, right today!
Words and Music By: Arthur Fields & Walter Donovan
Copyright MCMXIV by Leo Feist
Way down in the Congoland
Lived a happy chimpanzee.
She loved a monkey with long tail
(Lordy, how she loved him!)
Each night he would find her there,
Swinging in the cocoanut tree,
And the monkey gay,
At the break of day,
Loved to hear his Chimpie say:
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Chimpie to the Monk,
"Baba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Monkey to the Chimp.
All night long they'd chatter away,
All day long there were happy and gay,
Swinging and singing in their hunky-tonkey way.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Means "Monk, I love but you."
"Baba, daba, dab," in monkey talk
Means "Chimp, I love you, too."
Then the big baboon one night in June,
He married them and very soon,
They went upon their aba, daba honeymoon.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Chimpie to the Monk,
"Baba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Monkey to the Chimp.
All night long they'd chatter away,
All day long there were happy and gay,
Swinging and singing in their hunky-tonkey way.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Means "Monk, I love but you."
"Baba, daba, dab," in monkey talk
Means "Chimp, I love you, too."
One night they were made man and wife,
And now they cry, "This is the life,"
Since they came from their aba, daba honeymoon.
Well, you should have heard that band
Play upon their wedding day,
Each Chimp and Monkey had nutshells
(Lordy, how they played them)
And now it is ev'ry night,
High up in the cocoanut tree.
It's the same old thing,
With the same old swing,
When the Monk and Chimpie sing:
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Chimpie to the Monk,
"Baba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Monkey to the Chimp.
All night long they'd chatter away,
All day long there were happy and gay,
Swinging and singing in their hunky-tonkey way.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Means "Monk, I love but you."
"Baba, daba, dab," in monkey talk
Means "Chimp, I love you, too."
Then the big baboon one night in June,
He married them and very soon,
They went upon their aba, daba honeymoon.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Chimpie to the Monk,
"Baba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Said the Monkey to the Chimp.
All night long they'd chatter away,
All day long there were happy and gay,
Swinging and singing in their hunky-tonkey way.
"Aba, daba, daba, daba, daba, daba, dab,"
Means "Monk, I love but you."
"Baba, daba, dab," in monkey talk
Means "Chimp, I love you, too."
One night they were made man and wife,
And now they cry, "This is the life,"
Since they came from their aba, daba honeymoon.
About
A
Lyrics: Al Dubin, Music: Harry Warren 1935
The stars
are gonna' twinkle and shine,
This
evening about a
My lovin'
arms are gonna' tenderly twine
Around you
around a
I know I
won't be late
'cause at
I'm gonna'
hurry there.
I'll be
waiting where the lane begins,
waiting for
you on needles and pins.
And then
the world is gonna' be mine
This
evening about a quarter to nine...
After you've gone - and left me crying
After you've gone - there's no denying
You'll feel blue - you'll feel sad
You've missed the bestest pal that you ever had
There'll come a time and don't you forget it
There'll come a time
When you're gonna regret it
Oh babe, look what you’re doing
My love for you is gonna drive me to ruin
After you've gone - after you've gone away
After we paid - our dues together
You should have stayed - through all that nasty weather
Someday while you're feeling badly
You'll need the only one that loves you so madly
But I'll be gone - yes I'll be gone - to stay
Yeah after I've gone - after I've gone away
Engelbert Humperdinck
So I sing you to sleep after the loving
With a song that I wrote yesterday
And I hope that it's clear what the words
And the music have to say
It's so hard to explain all the things that I'm feeling
Face to face I just seem to go dry
But I love you so much that the sound
Of your voice can make me high
Thanks for taking me
On a one way trip to the sun
Thanks for turning me into a someone
So I sing you to sleep after the loving
And I brush back the hair from your eyes
And the love on your face is so real
That it makes me want to cry........
And I know that my song isn't saying anything new
Oh, but after the loving, I'm still in love with you
So I sing you to sleep after the loving
With a song that I wrote yesterday
And I hope that it's clear what the words
And the music have to say
It's so hard to explain all the things that I'm feeling
Face to face I just seem to go dry
But I love you so much that the sound
Of your voice can make me high
Thanks for taking me
On a one way trip to the sun
Thanks for turning me into a someone
So I sing you to sleep after the loving
And I brush back the hair from your eyes
And the love on your face is so real
That it makes me want to cry........
And I know that my song isn't saying anything new
Oh, but after the loving, I'm still in love with you
Again
Doras Cochran and Lionel Newman 1948
Again, this couldn't happen again
This is that once in a lifetime
This is the thrill divine
What's more,
This never happened before
Though I have prayed for a lifetime
That such as you
Would suddenly be mine
Mine to hold
As I'm holding you now
And yet never so near
Mine to have
When the now and the here
Disappear
What matters, dear,
For
When this doesn't happen again
We'll have this moment forever
But never, never again
We'll have this moment forever
But never, never again
Naughty
Ah! Sweet Mystery Of Life, at last I've found thee,
Ah, I know at last the secret of it all.
All the longing, seeking, striving, waiting, yearning,
The burning hopes, the joy and idle tears that fall!
For 'tis love and love alone, the world is seeking;
And 'tis love, and love alone, that can repay!
'Tis the answer, 'tis the end and all of living,
For it is love alone that rules for aye!
(1) Lyrics: Andy Razaf, Music: Thomas "Fats" Waller and Harry Brooks
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Repeat from here
Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Music: Milton Ager, Words: Jack Yellen
See her walking down the street,
Now I ask you Very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?
There she is! There she is!
There's what keeps me up at night.
Oh, gee whiz! Oh, gee whiz!
There's why I can't eat a bite.
Those flaming eyes! That flaming youth!
Oh, mister oh, sister Tell me the truth
Ain't she nice, Look her over
Once or twice , Now I ask you
Very confidentially, Ain't she nice?
Just cast an eye In her direction
Oh me, oh my, Ain't that perfection
I repeat,
Don't you think She's kind of sweet
Now I ask you Very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?
Tell me where, Tell me where,
Have you seen one just like that?
I declare, I declare,
That sure is worth looking at.
Oh, boy, how sweet!
Those lips must be!
Gaze on it Doggonit,
Now answer me!
Ain't she sweet
See her walking Down the street,
Now I ask you Very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?
Ain't she nice,
Look her over Once or twice
Now I ask you Very confidentially
Ain't she nice?
Just cast an eye In her direction
Oh me, oh my, Ain't that perfection
I repeat, Don't you think She's kind of sweet
Now I ask you Very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?
Ain't That A Kick In The Head?
(1) Sammy Cahn Sung by Dean Martin
How lucky can one guy be?
I kissed her and she kissed me.
Like a fella once said:
"Ain't that a kick in the head?"
The room was completely black,
I hugged her and she hugged back.
Like a sailor said quote:
"Ain't that a hole in a boat?"
My head keeps spinnin',
I got to sleep and keep grinnin'
If this is just the beginnin'
My life is gonna be beautiful.
I sunshine enough to spread,
it's just like the fella said.
Tell me quick,
Ain't that a kick in the head?
Like the fella once said:
"Ain't that a kick in the head?"
Like the sailor said quote:
"Ain't that a hole in a boat?"
My head keeps spinnin',
I got to sleep and keep grinnin'
If this is just the beginnin'
My life is gonna be beautiful.
She's telling me we'll be wed,
She's picked out a king size bed,
I couldn't feel any better or I'll be sick.
Tell me quick,
Oh, ain't that a kick...?
Tell me quick,
ain't that a kick in the head?
Music: Ray Henderson; Lyrics: B.G. DeSylva & Bud Green (1925). Introduced by Al Jolson.
I'm Alabamy bound
They'll be no heebie-jeebies hanging 'round
Just gave the meanest ticket man on earth
All I'm worth to put my tootsies in an upper berth
Just hear the choo-choo sound
I know that soon we're gonna cover ground
And then I'll holler so the world will know
Here I go
I'm Alabamy bound
I'm Alabamy bound
They'll be no heebie-jeebies hanging 'round
Just gave the meanest ticket man on earth
All I'm worth to put my tootsies in an upper berth
Just hear the choo-choo sound
I know that soon we're gonna cover the ground
And then I'll holler so the world will know
Here I go
I'm Alabamy bound
(All Of A Sudden) My Heart Sings
Paul
Anka
Peaked
at # 15 in 1959
Previously
charted in 1945 by Johnnie Johnston (# 7) and Martha Stewart (# 12)
Re-make
by Mel Carter hit # 38 in 1965
Featured
in the 1945 film "Anchors Aweigh" starring Frank Sinatra, Kathryn
Grayson, Dean
Stockwell,
and Gene Kelly (who dances with Jerry the cartoon mouse) Written by Jean Marie
Blanvillain,
Laurent Henri Herpin, and Harold J. Rome
The secret
way you hold my hold
To let me
know you understand
The wind
and rain upon your face
The
breathless world of your embrace
Your little
laugh and half-surprise
The starlight
gleaming in your eyes
Remembering
all those little things
All of a
sudden my heart sings
All of a
sudden my heart sings
When I
remember little things
The way you
dance and hold me tight
The way you
kiss and say "Good night"
The crazy
things we'd say and do
The fun it
is to be with you
The magic
thrill that's in your touch
Oh,
darling, I love you so much!!
The secret
way you hold my hand
To let me
know you understand
The wind
and rain upon your face
The
breathless world of your embrace
Your little
laugh and half-surprise
The
starlight gleaming in your eyes
Remembering
all those things
All of a sudden my heart sings
Words & Music by Al Hoffman & Dick Manning
Allegheny Moon I need your light
To help me find romance tonight
So shine, shine, shine
Allegheny Moon your silver beams
Can lead the way to golden dreams
So shine, shine, shine
High among the stars so bright above
The magic of your lamp of love can make him mine
Allegheny Moon it’s up to you
Please see what you can do
For me and for my one and only love
Shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
High among the stars so bright above
The magic of your lamp of love can make him mine
Allegheny Moon it’s up to you
Please see what you can do
For me and for my one and only love
Shine on me tonight, Allegheny Moon
(1)
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man,
Who's the leader of the band.
He can play a bugle call,
Like you've never heard before
It’s so natural that you want to go to war
It's just the bestest band what am.
My honey lamb.
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man,
Who's the leader of the band.
If you want to hear
That
Played in rag time
Come on along,
Come on and hear,
Alexander's Rag Time Band
It’s so natural that
You want to go to war
It's just
The bestest band what am.
My honey lamb.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear,
Alexander's Rag Time Band
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear,
It's the best band
In the land.
If you want to hear
That
Played in rag time
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear,
Alexander's Rag Time Band.
I love a piano,
I love a piano
I love to hear somebody play
Upon a piano,
A grand piano
It simply carries me away
I know a fine way
To treat a Steinway
I love to run my fingers o'er the keys,
I mean the ivories
And with the pedal
I love to meddle
Whenever Russell comes this way
I'm so delighted
To be invited
To hear that short haired genius play
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow
Give me a P-I-A-N-O, oh, oh
I love to stop right beside an upright
Or a high toned Baby Grand
Spoof
on “I Love A Piano”)
lyrics by Tom Bateman
I love an organ, a big pipe organ,
I love to hear somebody play
Upon an organ, a big pipe organ,
It simply carries me away!
I am a winner, on an Aeolian-Skinner.
I love to run my fingers o’er the stops,
My jaw- it drops!
Then there’re the pedals. I love those pedals!
I dance on them like Fred Astaire.
I do a toe-heel, and then a heel-toe,
At times I’ll leap from here to there!
So you can keep your fiddle and your drum, give me an O-R-G-A-N,
I love that organ maker, from Wanamaker’s,
And a mega-rank Casavant!
I love an organ, a big pipe organ,
It’s swell to play upon the swell!
If you inquire, I’ll play the choir- I’m positive it’s cool as hell!
I’m in a grand state, when I play the great!
I love to hit sforzando: shake the place right off it’s base.
Oh registration brings me elation. The reeds and flutes will all chime in.
I’ll add the couplers, and then the mixtures; they simply multiply the din!
So you can keep you I-pod and headphones, give me an O-R-G-A-N,
I love that organ maker, from Wanamaker’s,
And a mega-rank Casavant!
Joseph McCarthy and Harry Tierne
Feb. 2, 1920, (from the musical Irene)
I once had a gown, it was almost new,
Oh, the daintiest thing, it was sweet
With little forget-me-nots placed here and there,
When I had it on, oh, I walked on the air!
And it wore, and it wore, and it wore,
'Til it went, and it wasn't no more.
In my sweet little
When I first wandered down into town,
I was so proud inside,
As I felt every eye,
And in every shop window
I primped, passing by.
A new manner of fashion I'd found,
And the world seemed to smile all around.
'Til it wilted, I wore it,
I'll always adore it,
My sweet little
The little silk worms that made silk for that gown,
Just made that much silk and then crawled in the ground,
'Cause there never was anything like it before,
And I don't care to hope there will be any more!
And it's gone, 'cause it just had to be,
Still it wears in my memory.
In my sweet little
When I first wandered down into town,
I was so proud inside,
As I felt every eye,
And in every shop window I primped, passing by.
A new manner of fashion I'd found,
And the world seemed to smile all around.
So it wouldn't be proper
If made of silk were another,
My sweet little
from Blue Skies Irving Berlin
All by myself in the morning
All by myself in the night
I sit alone with a table and a chair
So unhappy there
Playing solitaire
All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older
All by myself
Irving Berlin
Say it isn't so,
Say it isn't so,
Everyone is saying
you don't love me,
Say it isn't so.
Everywhere I go,
Everyone I know,
Whispers that you're growing tired of me,
Say it isn't so.
People say that you,
Found somebody new,
And it won't be long
before you leave me,
Say it isn't true,
Say that everything is still okay,
That's all I want to know,
And what they're saying,
Say it isn't so.
Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim, Jule Styne
Once my clothes were shabby,
Tailors called me cabbie.
So I took a vow,
Said this bum will be Beau Brummell.
Now I'm smooth and snappy,
Now my tailor's happy.
I'm the cat's meow,
my wardrobe is a wow.
Paris silk, Harris tweed,
There's only one thing I need
Got my tweed pressed,
Got my best vest,
All I need now is the girl
Got my striped tie,
Got my hopes high
Got the time and the place and I got the rhythm,
Now all I need's the girl to go with'em
Chorus
If she'll just appear
We'll take this big town for a whirl
And if she'll say "My, darling, I'm yours"
I'll throw away my striped tie
And my best-pressed tweed
All I really need is the girl
Got my tweed pressed,
Got my best vest,
All I need now is the girl
Got my striped tie, got my hopes `way up high
I got the time and the place and the rhythm
All I need's the girl to go with'em
Repeat Chorus
All I need is the girl
All My Ex's Live In
Sanger D. Shafer & Lyndia J. Shafer
Artist: Strait George From Ocean Front Property
All my ex's live in
And
But all my ex's live in
And that's why I hang my hat in
Rosanna's down in
Wanted me to push her broom,
And sweet Ilene's in
She forgot I hung the moon,
And Allison in
And Dimples who now lives in
Got the law lookin’ for me.
All my ex's live in
And
But all my ex's live in
And that's why I hang my hat in
I remember that old
Where I learned to swim.
And it brings to mind another time
Where I wore my welcome thin.
My transcendental meditation,
I go there each night,
But I always come back to myself
Long before daylight.
All my ex's live in
And
But all my ex's live in
And that's why I hang my hat in
All my ex's live in
And
But all my ex's live in
And that's why I hang my hat in
Some folks think I'm hidin',
It's been rumored that I died,
But I'm alive and well in
All of me - why not take all of me
Can't you see - I'm no good without you
Take my lips - I want to lose them
Take my arms - I'll never use them
Your good-bye - left me with eyes that cry
How can I go on dear without you
You took the part - that once was my heart
So why not - take all of me
(Repeat all)
You took the part - that once was my heart
So why not - take all of me
(Repeat 3 times)
Come on babe,
Why don't we paint the town –
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down –
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all - that - jazz
Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes –
And all that jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz
Hold on hon,
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case we shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do - that - jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh - you're gonna see your
Oh - she's gonna shimmy till her garters break, And all that jazz
Show - her where to park her girdle
Oh - her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all - that - jazz
Find a flask we're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky lindy never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere,
How could he lend an ear
To all - that - jazz
Instrumental
No, I'm no one's wife but
Oh, I love my life and
All - - - That - - - Jaaaaazz That jazz!
(1)
What a day this has been
What a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love
There's a smile on my face
For the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love
Refrain
All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me
And from the way that I feel
When the bell starts to peel
I would swear I was falling,
I could swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
As we walked up the brae
Not a word did we say
It was, almost like being in love
With your arm linked in mine
Made the world kind of fine
It was almost like being in love
(Repeat refrain)
Lyics: Oscar Hammerstein II, P.G. Wodehouse
Music: Jerome Kern. Show Boat (1927)
Verse 1
I used to dream that I would discover
The perfect lover some day.
I knew I'd recognize him
If ever he came 'round my way.
I always used to fancy then,
He'd be one of the Godlike kind of men;
With a giant brain and a noble head,
Like the heroes bold in the books I read.
Refrain 1
But along came Bill,
Who's not the type at all.
You'd meet him on the street
And never notice him;
His form and face,
His manly grace
Are not the kind that you
Would find in a statue,
And I can't explain,
It's surely not his brain
That makes me thrill.
I love him
Because he's wonderful,
Because he's just old Bill.
Verse 2
He can't play golf, or tennis, or polo,
Or sing a solo, or row.
He isn't half as handsome
As dozens of men that I know.
He isn't tall and straight and slim,
And he dresses far worse than Ted or Jim;
And I can't explain why he should be just
The one, one man in the world for me.
Refrain 2
He's just my Bill,
An ordinary boy,
He hasn't got a thing
That I can brag about;
And yet to be
Up on his knee
So comfy and roomy
Feels natural to me,
And I can't explain,
It's surely not his brain
That makes me thrill.
I love him
Because he's
I don't know,
Because he's just my Bill.
Music and Lyrics by Sidney Lipman, Fred Wise and Buddy Kaye
A ~ You’re adorable
B ~ You’re so beautiful
C ~ You’re a cutie full of charms
D ~ You’re a darling and
E ~ You’re exciting
F ~ You’re a feather in my arms
G ~ You look good to me
H ~ You’re so heavenly
I ~ You’re the one I idolize
J ~ We’re like Jack and Jill
K ~ You’re so kiss-able
L ~ Is the love-light in your eyes
M, N, O, P
I could go on all day . . .
Q, R, S, T . . .
Alphabetically speaking you’re OK!
U ~ Made my life complete . . .
V ~ Means you’re very sweet . . .
W, X, Y, Z . . .
It’s fun to wonder through,
The alphabet with you,
To tell . . . ( us what ? )
I mean . . . ( Uh Huh! )
To tell you what you mean to me!
(We love you alphabetically! )
Always (Dreams Will All Come True)
Irving Berlin
Dreams will all come true,
Growing old with you
And time will fly.
Caring each day more,
Than the day before,
Till spring rolls by.
Then when the springtime is gone,
Then will my love linger on.
I'll be loving you - always
With a love that's true - always
When the things you've planned
Need a helping hand
I will understand - always, always
Days may not be fair - always
That's when I'll be there - always
Not for just an hour
Not for just a day
Not for just a year
But always.
(Performed by Jerry Vale)
You are always in my heart,
Even though you’re far away,
I can hear the music of
The song of love I sang with you..
You are always in my heart,
And when skies above are grey,
I remember that you care,
And then and there the sun breaks through..
Just before I go to sleep,
There’s a rendezvous I keep,
And a dream I always meet,
Helps me forget we’re far apart,
I don’t know exactly when, dear,
But I’m sure we’ll meet again, dear,
And my darling, till we do,
You are always in my heart.
Just before I go to sleep,
There’s a rendezvous I keep,
And a dream I always meet,
Helps me forget we’re far apart,
I don’t know exactly when, dear,
But I’m sure we’ll meet again, dear,
And my darling, till we do,
You are always in my heart.
Always True to You In My Fashion
Written: Cole Porter; Arranged by: Phil Moore
Kiss Me Kate (1948)
Why can't you behave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
After all the things you told me,
And the promises that you gave,
Oh, why can't you behave?
Why can't you be good?
And do just as you should?
Won't you turn that new leaf over,
So your baby can be your slave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
There's a farm I know near my old home town,
Where we two can go and try settling down.
There I'll care for you forever,
'Cause you're all in the world I crave.
But why can't you behave?
[Musical Interlude]
There's a farm I know near my old home town,
Where we two can go and try settling down.
There I'll care for you forever,
'Cause you're all in the world I crave.
But why can't you, oh why can't you,
Oh why can't you behave?
----------------------------------------------------
Why can't you behave?
Why can't you behave?
Tell me how can you be jealous
When you know, baby, I'm your slave?
I'm just mad for you,
And I'll always be,
But naturally
If a custom-tailored vet
Asks me out for something wet,
When the vet begins to pet, I cry "Hooray!"
But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
There's a lush from
Who is rich but such a bore,
When the bore fall on the floor, I let him lay.
But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
What about that Mister Thorne
Calls you up from night 'til morn?
Mister Thorne once cornered corn and that ain't hay.
Aha!
But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
So you're out with Mister Fritz
You were dining at the Ritz,
Mister Fritz is full of Schlitz and Schlitz must pay.
But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
I could never curl my lip
At a dazzlin' diamond clip,
S'pose the clip meant "let 'er rip,"
I'd not say "Nay!"
But you're always true to me, darlin', in your fashion!
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
Mister Harris, plutocrat,
Wants to give your cheek a pat,
If the Harris pat
Means a
B?b?, Oo-la-la!
Mais je suis
toujour fid?le, darlin', in my fashion,
Oui, je suis
toujour fid?le, darlin', in my way.
Mister Gable,
You mean
Wants me on his boat to park,
If the gable boat
Means a sable coat,
I know,
Anchors aweigh!
But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion,
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way.
Grant Clark
Chorus
Am I blue? am I blue?
Ain't these tears in my eyes tellin' you?
Am I blue? You'd be too
If each plan with your man done fell through.
Was a time I was his only one,
But now I'm, the sad and lonely one,
Lawdy, was I gay? 'til today,
Now he's gone and we're through
Am I blue.
Verse 1
I'm just a woman, a lonely woman,
Waitin' on the weary shore.
I'm just a woman, that's only human,
One you should be sorry for.
Got up this mornin along about dawn,
Without a warnin' I found he was gone
Why should he do it? how could he do it?
He never done it before.
Verse 2
It's aggravatin', to stand here waitin'
Waitin' for a triflin' man.
It set me hatin' to stand here waitin,
Suicide's my only plan.
I think it's awful, his treatment of me,
It's most unlawful how mean he can be.
I can't forget him, I'm bound to get him,
I'll run him down if I can.
Cole Porter 1948 Kiss Me Kate
Another op'nin,' another show
In Philly,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin,' an-other show.
Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
For weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it could-n't be worse.
One week, will it ev-er be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!
The o-ver-ture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's cur-tain time and away we go,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
Another op'nin,' an-other show
In Philly,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin,' an-other show.
Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it could-n't be worse.
One week, will it ev-er be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!
The o-ver-ture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's cur-tain time and away we go,
Another op'nin,' just an-other op'nin,'
of another show!
Come on along and listen to,
The lullaby of Broadway
The hip hooray and ballyhoo,
The lullaby of Broadway
The rumble of a subway train,
The rattle of the taxis
The daffydils who entertain,
At Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night,
It's early in the morning
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight, let's call it a day. Hey!
Come on along and listen to,
The lullaby of Broadway
The hi-dee-hi and boop-a-doo,
The lullaby of Broadway
The band begins to go to town,
And everyone goes crazy
You rock-a-bye your baby round,
'til everything gets hazy
Hush-a-bye I'll buy you this and that,
You hear a daddy saying
And baby goes home to her flat, to sleep all day:
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day - - -
Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway
Another Somebody Done Somebody Wrong Song
B.J. Thomas
It's lonely out tonight
And the feelin' just got right
For a brand new love song
Somebody done somebody wrong song
Chorus
Hey, wontcha play
Another somebody done somebody wrong song
And make me feel at home
While I miss my baby
While I miss my baby
So please play for me a sad melody
So sad that it makes everybody cry-y-y-y
A real hurtin' song about a love that's gone wrong
'cause I don't want to cry all alone
Repeat chorus
(instrumental interlude)
So please play for me a sad melody
So sad that it makes everybody cry-y-y-y
A real hurtin' song about a love that's gone wrong
'cause I don't want to cry all alone
Repeat chorus
Repeat chorus
Repeat chorus
I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain
To see for certain what I thought I knew
Far far Away, someone was weeping
But the world was sleeping
Any dream will do
I wore my coat with golden lining
Bright colors shining, wonderful and new
And in the east, the dawn was breaking
And the world was waking
Any dream will do
A crash of drums, a flash of light
My golden coat flew out of sight
The colors faded into darkness
I was left alone
May I return to the beginning
The light is dimming, and the dream is too
The world and I, we are still waiting
Still hesitating
Any dream will do
Give me my colored coat,
My amazing colored coat
Give me my colored coat,
My amazing colored coat
Stephen Sondheim
Anyone can whistle, that's what they say, easy.
Anyone can whistle, any old day, easy.
It's all so simple:
Relax, let go, let fly!
Someone tell me, why can't I?
I can dance a tango, I can read Greek, easy.
I can slay a dragon any old week, easy!
What's hard is simple,
What's natural comes hard.
Maybe you could show me how to let go,
Lower my guard, learn to be free.
Maybe if you whistle, whistle for me.
Cole Porter
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking
Now heaven knows, anything goes
Good authors too who once knew better words
Now only use four letter words writing prose
Anything goes
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today
And black's white today
And day's night today
When most guys today that women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
So though I'm not a great romancer
And I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose, anything goes
(Jim’s Solo)
When grand ma ma whose age is 80
And night clubs is getting matty with gigolos
Anything goes
When mothers pack and leave poor fathers
Because they’d decide they’d
Rather be tennis pros
Anything goes
While driving fast cars you like
And low bars you like
And bare limbs you like
And Mae West you like
And me undressed you like to molest tonight
Nobody will oppose
When every night the set that’s smart
Is indulging in nudist parties in stuios
Anything goes
Anything, anything, goes
Eddie Fisher
Any time you're feelin' lonely
Any time you're feelin' blue
Any time you feel down-hearted
That will prove your love for me is true
Any time you're thinkin' 'bout me
That's the time I'll be thinkin' of you
So any time you say you want me back again
That's the time I'll come back home to you
Instrumental Interlude
Any time you're thinkin' 'bout me
That's the time I'll be thinkin' of you
So any time you say you want me back again
That's the time I'll come back home to you
Music by Charles Strouse Lyrics by Lee Adams
What is it that we're living for
Applause, applause.
Nothing I know, brings on the glow.
Like sweet applause.
You're thinking you're through
That nobody cares
Then suddenly you
Hear it starting.
And some-how
You're in charge again
And it's a ball
Trumpets all sing.
Life seems to swing.
And you're the king of it all, 'cause!
You've had a taste of, the sound that says Love
Applause, applause, applause
You're catching the flu,
Your bank accounts are bare
Then you hear it.
Applause, what life is for
Cares disappear
Soon as you hear.
That happy audience roar
'cause you've had a taste of, the sound that says Love.
Applause,
Applause, Applause, Applause, Applause, Applause
April in
Writer: harburg/duke
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace
Till april in
April in paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace
Till april in
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart
(1) Lyrics: B.G. DeSylva Music: Louis Silvers
Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,
When the sun gives way to April showers,
Here is the point you should never miss.
Though April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
So if it's raining, have no regrets
Because it isn't raining rain, you know
It's raining violets
And when you see clouds, upon the hills
You soon will see crowds, of daffodils
So keep on looking for a bluebird
And listening for his songs
Whenever April showers come along.
And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils,
So keep on looking for a blue bird,
And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.
Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry
We drifted apart?
Does your memory stray
To a brightest summer day
When I kissed you
And called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor
Seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze up at your doorstep
And do you picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain
Shall I come back again
Tell me dear
Are you lonesome tonight
Do the chairs in your parlor
Seem empty and bare
Do you gaze up at your doorstep
And do you picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain
Shall I come back again, come back again
Tell me dear
Are you lonesome tonight
Tell me dear
Are you lonesome tonight
Lionel Bart
As long as he needs me
Oh yes he does need me
In spite of what you see
I'm sure that he needs me
Who else would love him still
When they've been used so ill
He knows I always will
As long as he needs me
I miss him so much
When he is gone
But when he's near me
I don't let on
The way I feel inside
The love I have to hide
The hell! I've got my pride!
As long as he needs me
He doesn't say the things he should
He acts the way he thinks he should
But all the same
I'll play this game
His way
As long as he needs me
I know where I must be
I'll cling on steadfastly
As long as he needs me
As long as life is long
I'll love him - right or wrong
And somehow I'll be strong
As long as he needs me
If you are lonely
Then you will know
When someone needs you
You love them so
I won't betray his trust
Though people say I must
I've got to stay true just
As long as he needs me
Lyrics and Music by Herman Hupfeld 1931
This day and age we're living in,
Gives cause for apprehension.
With speed and new invention
And things like fourth dimension.
Yet we get a trifle weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory,
So we must get down to earth at times,
Relax relieve the tension.
And no matter what the progress,
Or what may yet be proved,
The simple facts of life are such,
They cannot be removed.
You must remember this,
A kiss is still a kiss,
A sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you,"
On that you can rely,
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by.
Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date.
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate.
Woman needs man,
And man must have his mate,
That no one can deny.
It's still the same old story,
A fight for love and glory,
A case of do or die.
The world will always welcome lovers,
As time goes by.
(1) Mack Gordon and Harrry Warren Sung by Etta James 1942
At last
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
At last
The skies above are blue
Well my heart was wrapped in clover
The night I looked at you
I found a dream
That I could speak to
A dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill
To press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
You smile
And then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last
I found a dream
That I could speak to
A dream that I
Could call my own
I found a thrill
To press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
You smiled
And then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last
Ooo yea
You are mine
You are mine
At last
At last
At last
At last
(3) Words and Music by Cole Porter
Is it an earthquake, or simply a shock
Is it that real turtle soup, or merely the mock
Is it the cocktail, this feeling of joy
Or is what I feel, the real Mc Coy
Is it for all time, or simply a lark
Is it
Is it a fancy, not worth thinking of
Or is it at long last love
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
That the old gray goose is dead.
The one she’s been saving,
The one she’s been saving,
The one she’s been saving,
To make a feather bed.
Old gander’s weeping,
Old gander’s weeping,
Old gander’s weeping,
Because his wife is dead.
The goslin’s are mourning,
The goslin’s are mourning,
The goslin’s are mourning,
Because their mother’s dead.
She died in the mill pond,
She died in the mill pond,
She died in the mill pond,
From standing on her head.
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
That the old gray goose is dead.
Art Mooney
Rosy cheeks and turned up nose and curly hair
I'm raving bout my baby now
Pretty little dimples here and dimples there,
Don't want to live without her
I love her goodness knows
I wrote a song about her and here's the way it goes
Baby Face,
You've got the cutest little baby face
There's not another one could take your place
Baby face
My poor heart is jumpin
You sure have started somethin
Baby face,
I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace
I didn't need a shove, cause I just fell in love
With your pretty baby face
When you were a baby not so long ago
You must have been the cutest thing
I can picture you at ev'ry baby show
Just winnin ev'ry ribbon with your sweet baby way
Say, honest I ain't fibbin, you'd win em all today
Baby Face, you've got the cutest little baby face
There's not another one could take your place
Baby face
My poor heart is jumpin you sure have started somethin
Baby face, I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace
I didn't need a shove cause I just fell in love
With your pretty baby face
From Bye Bye Birdie
Albert:
Talk To me, baby, won't you talk to me
I don't care what you say
Baby, talk to me
Must you to be oh so far away from me
It seems so wrong this way
Talk to me
And if you miss me
Tell me so
Are you lonely
Tell me so
Say you love me
Tell me so
Honey, let me know
Talk to me
Till I press you close to me
Then you'll see
We won't have to talk at all
(Must you to be oh so far away from me, baby)
I don't care what you say
(Oh, baby talk)
Talk to me
(Go on, what can you loose, it ain't gonna hurt)
And if you miss me
(Oooh, Tell him so)
Are you lonely
(Lady, lady, tell him so)
Say you love me
(Oooh!)
Tell me so
(Honey, honey)
Let me know
Chorus:
Talk to me
Till I press you close to me
Then you'll see
We won't have to talk at all
Till I press you close to me
Then you'll see
We won't have to talk at all
Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me...
Gene Autry/Ray Whitley
I`m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin` the range once more
Totin` my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin` to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again
I`m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin` the range once more
Totin` my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin` to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle againI`m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin` the range once more
Totin` my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin` to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again
I`m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin` the range once more
Totin` my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin` to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again
from “South Pacific”
Most people live on a lonely island
Lost in the middle of a foggy sea
Most people long for another island
One where they know they would like to be
Bali Ha'i may call you, any night, any day
In your heart, you'll hear it call you
Come away, come away
Here am I your special island
Come to me, come to me
Your own special hopes, your own special dreams
Bloom on the hillside and shine in the streams
If you try,
You'll find me where the sky meets the sea
Here am I your special island
Come to me, come to me...
Someday you'll see me floating in the sunshine
My head sticking out from a low-lying cloud
You hear me call you,
Singing through the sunshine
Sweet and clear as can be,
Come to me...Here am I...Come to me...
If you try,
You'll find me where the sky meets the sea
Here am I your special island
Come to me...Come to me...
Lyrics: James Henry Burris; Music: Chris Smith 1913
First you put your two knees close up tight
You swing them to the left
And then you swing them to the right
Step around the floor kinda nice and light
And then you twist around,
Twist around with all of your might
Spread your lovin’ arms way out in space
You do the eagle rock with such style and grace
You put your left foot out and then you bring it back
That’s what I call ballin’ the jack
(2) D. Kahn, S. Styme
This is the end of a beautiful friendship,
It ended a moment ago.
This is the end of a beautiful friendship,
I know, 'Cause your eyes told me so.
We were always
Like sister and brother,
Until tonight,
When we looked at each other.
That was the end of a beautiful friendship,
And just the beginning of love.
That was the end of a beautiful friendship,
And just the beginning of love
(Sondheim)
Hat's off, here they come those beautiful girls
That's what you've been waiting for.
Nature never fashioned a flower so fair
No rose can compare,
Nothing respectable, half so delectable
Cheer them in their glory, diamonds and pearls
Dazzling jewels by the score.
This is what beauty can be,
Beauty celestial, the best you'll agree
All for you, these beautiful girls!
Careful, here's the home of beautiful girls
Where your reason is undone.
Beauty can't be hindered from taking its toll
You may lose control
Faced with these Loreleis, what man can moralize?
Caution, on your guard with beautiful girls
Flawless charmers every one.
This is how Samson was shorn:
Each in her style a Delilah reborn.
Each a gem, a beautiful
Diadem of beautiful --
Welcome them, these beauoooooootiful girls!
Arthur Hammerstein and Dudley Wilkinson
Because of you there's a song in my heart,
Because of you my romance had its start,
Because of you the sun will shine,
The moon and stars will say you're mine,
Forever and never to part
I only live for your love and your kiss,
It's paradise to be near you like this,
Because of you my life is now worthwhile,
And I can smile,
Because of you..
I only live for your love and your kiss,
It's paradise to be near you like this,
Because of you my life is now worthwhile,
And I can smile,
Because of you.
Stephen Sondheim –Company 1971
Somebody hold me too close
Somebody hurt me too deep
Somebody sit in my chair
And ruin my sleep
And make me aware of being alive
Being alive
Somebody need me too much
Somebody know me too well
Somebody pull me up short
And put me through hell
And give me support
For being alive
Make me alive
Make me alive
Make me confused
Mock me with praise
Let me be used
Vary my days
But alone is alone, not alive
Somebody crowd me with love
Somebody force me to care
Somebody make me come through
I’ll always be there
As frightened as you
To help us survive
Being alive
Being alive
Being alive
The best of times is now,
What’s left of summer but a faded rose!
The best of times is now,
As for tomorrow, well who knows,
Who knows, who knows!
So hold this moment fast
And live and love as hard as you know how
And make this moment last
Because the best of times is now,
Is now, is now!
Repeat from here
Now! Not some forgotten yesterday,
Now! Tomorrow is too far away!
So hold this moment fast,
And live and love as hard as you know how,
And make this moment last,
Because the best of times is now,
Is now, is now!
The best of times is now,
What’s left of summer but a faded rose!
The best of times is now,
As for tomorrow, well who knows,
Who knows, who knows!
Now! ( this is the moment we should take )
Not some forgotten yesterday
( yesterday is just a faded memory )
Now! ( don’t let this moment go to waste )
Tomorrow is too far away! ( too far, too far away )
So hold this moment fast,
And live and love as hard as you know how,
And make this moment last,
Because the best of times is now,
Is now, is now!
The best of times is now,
What’s left of summer but a faded rose!
The best of times is now,
As for tomorrow, well who knows,
Who knows, who knows!
So hold this moment fast,
And live and love as hard as you know how,
And make this moment last,
Because the best of times is now,
Is now, is now!
Best Things In Life Are Free. The
From the Show: Good News (1927)
Written by: Ray Henderson, B.G. DeSylva,
Lew Brown
The moon belongs to everyone,
The best things in life are free.
The stars belong to everyone,
They gleam there for you and me.
The flowers in spring, the robins that sing,
The moonbeams that shine, they're yours, they're mine.
And love can come to everyone,
The best things in life are free
Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered
Music: Richard Rodgers; Lyrics: Lorenz Hart-Pal Joey
I'm wild again,
Beguiled again
A simpering,
Whimpering
Child again
Bewitched,
Bothered,
And bewildered
Am I
Couldn't sleep
And wouldn't sleep
Then love came
And told me
I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched,
Bothered,
And bewildered
Am I
Lost my heart
But what of it?
He is cold,
I agree
He can laugh
But I love it
Although
The laugh's on me
I'll sing to him,
Each Spring to him
And long for the day
When I cling to him
Bewitched,
Bothered,
And bewildered
Am I
Jeanette MacDonald From: ‘Monte Carlo’ and ‘Follow the Boys’
Blow, whistle blow away,
Blow away the past.
Go engine anywhere.
I don't care how fast.
On, on from darkness into dawn,
From rain into the rainbow,
Fly with me.
Gone, gone all my grief and woe.
What matter where I go if I am free?
Beyond the blue horizon
Waits a beautiful day.
Goodbye to things that bore me.
Joy is waiting for me.
I see a new horizon.
My life has only begun.
Beyond the blue horizon lies a rising sun.
Showboat (Music/Lyrics: Rogers and Hammerstein, 1927):
I used to dream that I would discover
The perfect lover someday.
I knew I'd recognize him if ever
He came 'round my way.
I always used to fancy then
He'd be one of the god-like kind of men,
With a giant brain and a noble head,
Like the heroes bold
In the books I've read.
But along came Bill, who's not the type at all.
You'd meet him on the street
And never notice him.
His form, his face, his manly grace
Are not the kind that you would find in a statue.
And I can't explain--
It's surely not his brain that makes me thrill.
I love him because, he's wonderful
Because he's just my Bill.
He can't play golf or tennis or polo,
Or sing a solo, or row.
He isn't half as handsome
As dozens of men I know.
He isn't tall or straight or slim,
And he dresses far worse than Ted or Jim.
And I can't explain whey he should be
Just the one, one, man in the world for me.
He's just my Bill, and ordinary guy.
He hasn't got a thing that I can brag about
And yet to be, upon his knee,
So comfy and roomy
Seems natural to me.
And I can't explain--
It's surely not his brain
That makes me thrill.
I love him because, he's --I don't know --
Because he's just my Bill.
Bill Bailey, Won't You Please...Come Home?
Hughie Cannon (1902)
(8 measure introduction)
On one summer's day,
The Sun was shinin' fine.
The lady love of old Bill Bailey
Was hangin' clothes on the line
In her back yard,
And weepin' hard.
She married a B&O brakeman
That took and throwed her down.
Bellerin' like a prune-fed calf
With a big gang hanging round.
And to that crowd,
She hollered loud:
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?"
She moans the whole day long!
I'll do the cookin', darling,
I'll pay the rent,
I know I've done you wrong!
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't that a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?"
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that lady squeal:
"He's all alone!"
I heard her groan.
She hollered through the door:
Bill Bailey, is you sore?
Stop a minute, listen to me
Won't I see you no more?"
Bill winks his eye
As he heard her cry:
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long!
I'll do the cookin', darling,
I'll pay the rent,
I know I've done you wrong!
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't that a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?"
Repeat
(Jack’s Solo)
Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a diff'rent tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they called that the birth of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
Chorus
From a whippoorwill
High on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
'Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues!
Repeat Chorus
That the Southland gave birth to the blues!
Music: Sandor Harmate; Lyrics: Edward Hayman. 1934
Additional music by Michael du Preez (interlude for recitative).
Introduced and featured by Jan Peerce in a Leon
Leonidoff production at the
The beggar man and the mighty king
Are only different in name
For they are treated just the same by fate
Today a smile and tomorrow a tear
We’re never sure what’s in store
So learn your lesson before it is too late
Be like I, hold your head up high
‘Till you find a bluebird of happiness
You will find greater peace of mind
Knowing there’s a bluebird of happiness
And when he sings to you,
Though you’re deep in blue
You will see a ray of light creep through
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness
Recitative (spoken during interlude)
The poet with his pen
And the peasant with his plough
It makes no difference who you are,
It’s all the same somehow
The king upon his throne,
And the jester at his feet
The actress, the shop girl,
The man in the street
It’s a life of smiles and a life of tears
It’s a life of hope and a life of fears
A blinding torrent of rain
And a brilliant burst of sun
Of biting tearing pain and bubbling sparkling fun
And if things don’t look too cheerful,
Just show a little fight
For every bit of darkness
There’s a little bit of light
For every bit of hatred
There’s a little bit of love
For every cloudy morning,
There’s a
Sung
So don’t you forget,
You must search ‘till you find the bluebird
You will find peace and contentment forever,
If you will
Be like I, hold your head up high
You will see a ray of light creep through
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness
Richard Rodgers/Lorenz Hart/H. Weiss/R. Carr/J. Mitchell
Blue Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue Moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper “please adore me”
And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold
Blue Moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper “please adore me”
And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Music: Richard Rodgers; lyrics: Lorenz Hart, 1926
from the 1948 M-G-M film "Words and Music"
We'll have a blue room,
A new room, for two room.
Where every day's a holiday,
Because you're married to me . . .
Not like a ball room,
A small room, a hall room,
Where I can smoke my pipe away,
With your wee head upon my knee . . .
We will thrive on, keep alive on,
Just nothing but kisses,
With mister and missus,
Own little blue chairs . . .
You sew your trousseau,
and Robinson Crusoe,
Is not so far from worldly cares,
As our blue room, far away upstairs . . .
( They will thrive on, keep alive on,
Just nothing but kisses . . .
With mister and missus,
Own little blue chair . . .
She'll wear her trousseau,
and Robinson Crusoe . . . )
Is not so far from worldly cares,
As our blue room,
Far away upstairs . . .
Irving Berlin
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
(Repeat all)
Lyrics: Eddie Snyder and Charlie Singleton
Music: Bert Kaempfert
Blue Spanish eyes,
Tear drops are falling from your Spanish eyes
Please, please don't cry,
This is just "adios" and not "goodbye"
Soon I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say "Sí, sí",
Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me
Blue Spanish eyes,
Prettiest eyes in all of
True Spanish eyes,
Please smile for me once more before I go
Soon I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say "Sí, sí",
Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me
You and your Spanish eyes will wait for me
Bernie Wayne and Lee Morris
She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet was the night
Softer than satin was the light
From the stars
She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet were her eyes
Warmer than May her tender sighs
Love was ours
Ours, a love I held tightly
Feeling the rapture grow
Like a flame burning brightly
But when she left, gone was the glow of
Blue velvet
But in my heart there'll always be
Precious and warm, a memory
Through the years
And I still can see blue velvet
Through my tears
Lombardo, Loeb, Heyman
BOO-HOO.
You’ve got me crying for you
And as I sit here and sigh,
Say I, “I can’t believe it’s true.”
BOO-HOO.
I’ll tell my mama on you.
The little game that you played
Has made her baby oh so blue.
You left me in the lurch,
You left me waiting at the church.
BOO-HOO.
That’s why I’m crying for you.
Someday you’ll feel like I do
And you’ll be boo-hoo-hooing too.
Music and Lyrics: Jerry Herman: 1966 Mame
Vera and Mame [singing]
We'll always be bosom buddies,
Friends, sisters and pals;
We'll always be bosom buddies,
If life should reject you,
There's me to protect you.
Vera: If I say that your tongue is vicious,
Mame: If I call you uncouth;
Vera and Mame:
It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy
Will sit down and tell you the truth.
Vera: [speaking]
Tho' now and again I'm aware that my candid opinion may sting,
Mame:
Tho' often my frank observation might scald;
I've been meanin' to tell you for years
You should keep your hair natural like mine.
Vera:
If I kept my hair natural like yours, I'd be bald.
[singing] But darling,
Vera and Mame:We'll always be dear companions,
Vera: My crony,
Mame: My mate;
Vera and Mame: We'll always be harmonizing,
Vera: Orphan Annie and Sandy,
Vera and Mame Like Amos and Andy.
Vera
If I say that your sense of style's as far as off as your youth;
It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy
Will tell you the whole stinkin' truth.
Mame: [speaking]
Each time that a critic has written,
"Your voice is the voice of a frog!"
Straight to your side to defend you I rush;
You know that I'm there ev'ry time that the world makes and unkind remark.
When they say "Vera Charles is the world's greatest lush!"
[singing] It hurts me!
Vera:
And if I say your fangs are showing,
Mame, pull in your claws,
It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy
Will notice the obvious flaws!
Mame: [speaking]
I feel it's my duty to tell you it's time to adjust to your age;
You try to be "Peg O' My Heart", when you're "Lady Macbeth."
Exactly how old are you, Vera? The truth!
Vera:
Well, how old do you think?
Mame:
I'd say somewhere in between forty and the death!
Vera and Mame: [singing]
But sweetie,
Vera:
I'll always be Alice Toklas,
If you'll be Gertrude Stein.
And tho' I'll admit I've dished you,
I've gossiped and gloated,
But I'm so devoted.
Mame:
And if I say that sex and guts
Made you into a star,
It's simply that who else but a bosom buddy
Will tell you how rotten you are.
Vera and Mame:
Just turn your bosom buddy
For aid and affection,
For help and direction,
For loyalty, love and for sooth!
Remember that who else but a bosom buddy
Will sit down and level
And give you the devil,
Will sit down and tell you the truth!
Lyrics and music: Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane
from the 1944 Vincente Minnelli film "Meet Me In
The moment I saw him smile
I knew he was just my style
My only regret is we've never met
Though I dream of him all the while
But he doesn't know I exist
No matter how I may persist
So it's clear to see there's no hope for me
Though I live at
And he lives at fifty-one-thirty-three
How can I ignore the boy next door
I love him more than I can say
Doesn't try to please me
Doesn't even tease me
And he never sees me glance his way
And though I'm heart-sore, the boy next door
Affection for me won't display
I just adore him
So I can't ignore him
The boy next door
I just adore him
So I can't ignore him
The boy next door
George and Ira Gershwin
Original Version
Verse:
I've just finished writing an advertisement
Calling for a boy.
No half-hearted Romeo or flirt is meant;
That's the kind I'd not employ.
Though anybody interested can apply,
He must know a thing to qualify.
For instance:
Refrain 1 (Teddy):
He must be able to dance.
he must make life a romance.
I said a boy wanted,
One who can smile;
Boy wanted,
Lovable style.
He must be tender and true,
And he must know how to woo.
I know we'll get acquainted mighty soon,
Out in a garden 'neath a harvest moon;
And if he proves to be the right little laddie,
I'll make him glad
He'll answer my ad!
Refrain 2 (Toots):
To be the boy of my choice,
He needn't own a Rolls Royce.
The kind of boy wanted
Needn't have gold;
Boy wanted,
Mustn't be cold.
If he has oodles of charm,
I'll even life on a farm.
if he fits into my picture of a home,
I'll be so nice he'll never have to roam.
Yes, if he proves to be the right little laddie,
I'll make him glad
He answered my ad.
Refrain 3 (Babe):
He must like musical shows,
And he must wear snappy clothes.
Yes, that is my story,
And to it I'll stick;
There's no glory
In having a hick.
He must know how to say "Yes!"
When I look at a new dress.
Oh, I'll be ready when the right one calls,
And I'll start vamping him until he falls;
And if he subsidises me, oh, sweet daddy!
I'll make him glad
He answered my ad!
Refrain 4 (Bunny):
The movies he must avoid,
He'll know his Nietzsche and Freud.
I said a boy wanted,
One who knows books;
Boy wanted
Needn't have looks.
He must be such a saint,
But, Oh! he dassent say 'ain't.'
I don't care if his bankroll totals naught,
For we can live on love and food for thought.
If he's a scholar, when I see him I'll holler,
'My lad, I'm glad
You answered my ad!'
(If He Walked Into My Life)
Where's that boy with the bugle?
My little love who was always my big romance;
Where's that boy with the bugle?
And why did I ever buy him those damn long pants?
Did he need a stronger hand?
Did he need a lighter touch?
Was I soft or was I tough?
Did I give enough?
Did I give too much?
At the moment he need me,
Did I ever turn away?
Would I be there when he called,
If he walked into my life today?
Were his days a little dull?
Were his nights a little wild?
Did I overstate my plan?
Did I stress the man?
And forget the child?
And there much have been a million things,
That my heart forget to say.
Would I think of one or two,
If he walked into my life today?
Should I blame the times I pampered him,
Or blame the times I bossed him?
What a shame I never really found the boy,
Before I lost him.
Were the years a little fast?
Was his world a little free?
Was there too much of a crowd?
All too lush and too loud
And not enough of me.
Though I'll ask myself my whole life long
What went wrong along the way,
Would I make the same mistakes
If he walked into my life today?
If that boy with the bugle,
Walked into my life today?
(Stephen Sondheim)
I'm just a Broadway baby,
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding
Broadway Baby, learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for that one big chance to be in a show
Gee, I'd like to be on some marquee,
All twinkling lights
A spark to pierce the dark
From Battery Park,
Way up to
Someday maybe, all my dreams will be repaid...
Hell, I'd even play the maid to be in a show!
Say, Mister Producer, I'm talking to you, sir
I don't need a lot, only what I've got
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow spot
Broadway baby, slaving at the five and ten
Dreamin' of that great day when I'll be in a show
Broadway baby, making rounds all afternoon
Eating at some greasy spoon to save on my dough
At my tiny flat, there's just my cat,
A bed and a chair
Still, I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill, all over
Someday maybe, if I stick it long enough,
I may get to strut my stuff
Working for a nice man,
Like a Zeigfeld or a Weissmann
In a great, big, Broadway show!
(Frank Loesser)
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck
And a hug around the neck
A hug around the neck
And a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap
And I'm talking in my sleep
About you, about you
Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
Doodle, oodle, oodle,
Doodle, oodle, oodle,
Doodle, oodle, oodle oo
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck
Though you make my heart a wreck
Make my heart a wreck
And you make my life a mess
Make my life a mess, yes
A mess of happiness
About you, about you
Cause I love you a bushel . . . .
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck
And it beats me all to heck
Beats me all to heck
And I'll never tend the farm
Never tend the farm
When I wanna keep my arm
About you, about you
(The cows and the chickens are going to the dickens)
Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
Doodle, oodle, oodle,
Doodle, oodle, oodle,
Doodle, oodle, oodle oo
If I Were a
(Frank Loesser)
Ask me...how do I feel,
Ask me now that we’re cozy and clinging!
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a bell I’d be ringing!
From the moment we kissed tonight
That’s the way I just got to behave
Boy, if I were a lamp I’d light!
And if I were a banner I’d wave
Ask me how do I feel
Little me with my quiet upbringing
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a gate I’d be swinging!
And if I were a watch I’d start
Popping my spring...
Oh, if I were a bell
I’d go ding-dong-ding-dong-ding
I’ve Never Been In Love Before
(1) Frank Loesser
I've never been in love before
Now all at once it's you
It's you forever more
I've never been in love before
I thought my heart was safe
I thought I knew the score
But this is wine
That's all too strange and strong
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour.
So please forgive, this helpless haze I'm in
I've really never been in love before.
Gershwin/Gershwin
They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's above, but not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play - could guarantee
I was a fool to fall, and get that way
Ah ho alas and awe, so lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
Old man sunshine - listen you
Never tell me dreams come true
Just try it - and all start a riot
Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare
Ever tell me she will care
I'm certain - it's the final curtain
I never want to here from any cheerful Polly-Anna's
Who tell you fate supplies a mate - it's all bananas
It all began so well - but what an end
This is the time - a fellow needs a friend
When every happy plot
Ends with a marriage knot
And there's no knot, no (k)not for me
DeSylva, Brown, Henderson
Transcribed from vocals by Helen Kane, recorded 1/30/1929, from the musical "Follow Through,"
From Helen Kane, the Original 'Boop-Boop a-Doop' Girl: Great Original Performances 1928 - 1930; Robert Parker's Classic Years in Digital Stereo, Louisiana Red Hot Records, RPCD-323,
Listen, big boy,
Now that you got me made,
Goodness, but I'm afraid,
Somethin's gonna happen to you!
Listen, big boy,
You gotta be hooked, and how,
I would die if I should lose you now!
Button up your overcoat,
When the wind is free,
Take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Eat an apple every day,
Get to bed by three,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Be careful crossing streets, ooh-ooh,
Cut out sweets, ooh-ooh,
Lay off meat, ooh-ooh,
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum!
Wear your flannel underwear,
When you climb a tree,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Button up your overcoat,
When the wind is free,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Boop-boop-a-doop!
When you sass a traffic cop,
Use diplomacy;
Just take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Beware of frozen ponds, ooh-ooh,
Stocks and bonds, ooh-ooh,
Peroxide blondes, ooh-ooh,
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll!
Keep the spoon out of your cup,
When you're drinking tea,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh-ooh!
Or on nails, ooh-ooh!
Or third rails, ooh-ooh!
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum!
Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Eay Livingston and Ray Evans
East is east and west is west
And the wrong one I have chose
Let's go where I'll keep on wearin'
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
Rings and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And I'll stand out
In buttons and bows
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that I've homespun
But I'll love ya' longer, stronger
Where Yer friends don't tote a gun
My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
And the cactus hurts my toes
Let's vamoose where gals keep usin'
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And I'm all yours in buttons and bows
Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I'm all yours in buttons and bows
(Lyrics: Leo Robin Music: Jule Styne)
Bye bye baby, remember you're my baby
When they give you the eye.
Although I know that you care,
Won't you write and declare
That though you’re on the loose,
You are still on the square.
I'll be gloomy, but send that rainbow to me,
Then my shadows will fly
Though you'll be gone for a while,
I know that I'll be smiling with my baby,
By and by.
(Bye, bye baby, so long!)
Bye bye baby
(just you remember that you're my baby when.)
When they give you the eye.
(And although we know that you care,
You just write and declare)
That though you’re on the loose,
You are still on the square.
I'll be gloomy (gloomy),
But send that rainbow to me.
(Then the shadows will fly)
Though you'll be gone for a while,
I know that I'll be smiling
With my baby by and by (bye, bye baby)
Verse
Black-bird, black-bird singing the blues all day,
right out-side of my door.
Black-bird, black-bird, gotta be on my way,
where there's sun - shine galore.
Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go singing low,
Bye bye black bird.
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar's sweet, so is he,
Bye bye black bird.
No one here can love or understand me,
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me.
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll be home late tonight,
Black bird bye bye.
Repeat All
Black bird bye bye.
By the Light of the Silvery Moon
Ed Madden, 1919
Place park, scene dark,
Silv'ry moon is shining thro' the trees:
Cast two, me, you,
Sound of kisses floating on the breeze;
Act one, begun,
Dialogue "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you,
Underneath the silv'ry moon.
Chorus:
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon,
To my honey I'll croon love's tune,
Honey moon keep a shining in June,
Your silv'ry beams will bring love dreams
We'll be cuddling soon,
By the silvery moon.
Act two, scene new,
Roses blooming all around the place;
Cast three, you, me,
Preacher with a solemn looking face.
Choir sings, bell rings,
Preacher "You are wed forevermore."
Act two, all through,
Ev'ry night the same encore;
Repeat Chorus
Cabaret
(Lyrics: Fred Ebb; Music: John Kander)
What good is sitting
Alone in your room,
Come hear the music play
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom,
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
Come taste the band
Come blow your horn,
Start celebrating
Right this way,
Your table's waiting
No use permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret
I used to have
This boyfriend known as "Lester"
With whom I shared
Four sordid rooms In
He wasn't what you'd call
A blushing flower
As a matter of fact
He rented by the hour.
The day he died
The neighbor's came to snicker
Well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor
But when I saw him Laid out like a queen
He was the happiest corpse
I'd ever seen
I think of Lester to this very day
I remember how he'd turn
To me and say:
What good is sitting
Alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret
And as for me,
And as for me,
I made my mind up
Back in
When I go,
I'm going like Lester!
Start by admitting
From cradle to tomb
There isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum.
Only a cabaret old chum,
And I love a cabaret!
When the wintry winds are blowing,
And the snow is starting to fall,
Then my eyes turn westward,
Knowing that's the place
I love best of all.
Since I've been away from you
I can't wait 'til I get going,
Even now I'm starting to call
California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawning,
Birdies sing an' ev'rything.
A sun kissed miss said "don't be late"
That's why I can hardly wait,
Open up that Golden Gate,
California here I come.
Any one who likes to wander,
Ought to keep this saying in his mind
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder"
Of the good old place you leave behind.
When you've hit the trail a while
Seems you rarely see a smile;
That's why I must bly out yonder,
Where a frown is mighty hard to find!
Lyrics: Sammy Cah;n Music: Jimmy Van Heusen
From the Film: Papa's Delicate Condition 1963
Call me irresponsible
Call me unreliable
Throw in undependable too
Do my foolish alibis bore you
Well I'm not too clever
I just adore you
Call me unpredictable
Tell me I'm impractical
Rainbows I'm inclined to pursue
Call me irresponsible
Yes I'm unreliable
But it's undeniably true
I'm irresponsibly mad for you
by Eddie Heywood, words by Norman Gimbel
Once, I was alone,
So, lonely and then,
You came, out of nowhere
Like the sun up from the hills.
Cold, cold was the wind.
Warm, warm were your lips,
Out there onthat ski trail
Where your kiss, filled me with thrills.
A weekend in
A change of scene was the most I bargained for
And then I discovered you,
And in your eyes I found a love that I couln't ignore
Down, down came the Sun.
Fast, fast beat my heart.
I knew, as the sunset from that day
we'd never part.
Who can take a sunrise,
Sprinkle it with dew
Cover it with choc'late
And a miracle or two
The Candy Man,
Oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
and makes the world taste good
Who can take a rainbow,
Wrap it in a sigh
Soak it in the sun and
Make a groovy lemon pie
The Candy Man,
The Candy Man can
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
Repeat from here
The Candy Man
Makes everything he bakes
Satisfying and delicious
Now you talk about your childhood wishes,
You can even eat the dishes
Oh, who can take tomorrow,
Dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow
And collect up all the cream
The Candy Man,
Oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
George Weiss - Hugo Peretti - Luigi Creatore
Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay, would it be a sin
if I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darlin' so it goes
some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darlin' so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
I can't help falling in love with you...
(2) Lyric: Oscar Hammerstein II Music: Jerome Kern
Fish got to swim, birds got to fly,
I got to love one man till I die.
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow,
Tell me I'm crazy, maybe I know.
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
Oh listen sister,
I love my mister man,
And I can't tell you' why
Dere ain't no reason
Why Ishould love dat man,
It mus' be sumpin dat de angels done plan.
Fish got to swim, birds got to fly,
I got to love one man till I die.
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow,
Tell me I'm crazy, (maybe I know).
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
When he goes away,
Dat's a rainy day,
But when he comes back dat day is fine,
De sun will shine!
He kin come home as late as can be,
Home without him ain't no home to me,
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
De chimney's smokin'
De roof is leakin' in,
But he don't seem to care.
Dere ain't no reason why I should love dat man.
B. Crewe/B. Gaudio
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be live heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just to good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You're just too way that I stare
There's nothing else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
But if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
You're just to good to be true
And my baby
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love you baby
And if it's quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely night
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say
Oh, pretty baby
Don't bring me down, I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that I found you, stay
Let me love you, baby
Let me love you, baby
Nothing could be finer
Than to be in
No one could be sweeter
Than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
Where the morning glories
Twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie
Where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up
And kiss each little buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer
Than to be in
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in
Artist: Perry Como (peak Billboard position # 1 in 1958)
Words and Music by Paul Vance and Lee Pockriss
Chorus
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy day
For love may come and tap you on the shoulder some starless night
Just in case you feel you want to hold her
You'll have a pocketful of starlight
Chorus
For love may come and tap you on the shoulder some starless night
Just in case you feel you want to hold her
You'll have a pocketful of starlight
(Pocketful of starlight, hm,hm,hm,hm,hm,hm)
Chorus
(Save it for a rainy, save it for a rainy, rainy, rainy, day)
For when your troubles start multiplyin' and they just might
It's easy to forget them without tryin'
With just a pocketful of starlight
Chorus
(Save it for a rainy day)
Save it for a rainy day
Words by Herman Ruby, Music by Dale Dreyer (1925)
Does your mother know that you're out, Cecilia?
Does she know that I'm about to steal ya?
Oh, my, when I look into your eyes,
Something tells me, you and I should get together!
How’s about a little kiss, Cecilia?
Just a kiss you'll never miss, Cecilia.
Why do we two keep on wasting time?
Oh, Cecilia, say that you'll be mine!
(1)
Pardon me, boy
Is that the
Track twenty-nine Boy, you can gimme a shine
I can afford
To board a
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare
(Repeat below)
You leave the
'bout a
Read a magazine and then you're in
Dinner in the diner Nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham an' eggs in
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
Then you know that
Shovel all the coal in, Gotta keep it rollin'
Woo, woo,
There's gonna be
A certain party at the station
All satin and lace I used to call "funny face"
She's gonna cry
Until I tell her that I'll never roam
So
Won't you choo-choo me home?
Won't you choo-choo me home?
(See Train Songs)
(Irving Berlin)
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me thro' the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.
Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me thro' to Heaven
I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
That toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues in Chicago,
The town that Billy's Sunday could not shut down
On
Just want to say
They do things that they don't do on Broadway
I have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man and he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago my home town
Come on babe,
Why don't we paint the town –
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down –
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all - that - jazz
Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes –
And all that jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz
Hold on hon,
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case we shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do - that - jazz
Oh - you're gonna see your
Oh - she's gonna shimmy till her garters break, And all that jazz
Show - her where to park her girdle
Oh - her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all - that - jazz
Find a flask we're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky lindy never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere,
How could he lend an ear
To all - that - jazz
Instrumental
No, I'm no one's wife but
Oh, I love my life and
All - - - That - - - Jaaaaazz That jazz!
It's good,
Isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it?
Nowadays
There's men,
Everywhere jazz,
Everywhere booze,
Everywhere life,
Everywhere joy,
Everywhere nowadays
You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's good,
Isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it?
But nothing stays
In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven
Nowadays
Music: John Kander; Lyrics: Fred Ebb (from
Amos Spoken:
If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm
And shook his leg
You'd notice him
If someone in a movie show
Yelled "fire in the second row,
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him
And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course,
that personage should be
Invisisble, inconsequential me!
Sung:
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there!
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have
been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
walk right by me
And never know I'm there. . .
Spoken:
Suppose you was a little cat
Residin' in a person's flat
Who fed you fish and scratched your
ears?
You'd notice him
Supoose you was a woman wed
And sleepin' in a double bed
beside a man for seven years
You'd notice him
A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk , you're bound to see
him there
Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistingueshed
You know who. . .
Sung
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know I'm there
I hope that I didn’t take up too much of your time.
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act with lots of flash in it
And the reaction will be passionate
Give 'em the old hocus pocus
Bead and feather 'em
How can they see with sequins in their eyes?
What if your hinges all are rusting?
What if, in fact, you're just disgusting ?
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll never catch wise!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous
Row after row will grow vociferous
Give 'em the old flim flam flummox
Fool and fracture 'em
How can they hear the truth above the roar?
Roar, roar, roar.
Throw 'em a fake and a finagle
They'll never know you're just a bagel,
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll beg you for more!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle(cave)
Razzle dazzle 'em
Back since the days of old Methuselah
Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler
Give 'em the old three ring circus
Stun and stagger 'em
When you're in trouble, go into your dance
Though you are stiffer than a girder
They let ya get away with a murder
Razzle dazzle 'em
And you've got a romance
Give 'em the old
Razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Show 'em the first rate sorcerer you are
Long as you keep 'em way off balance
How can they spot you got no talents?
Razzle dazzle 'em, Razzle dazzle 'em
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll make you a star!
Ask any of the chickies in my pen
They'll tell you I'm the biggest mother hen
I love 'em all and all of them love me
Because the system works
The system called reciprocity...
Got a little motto
Always sees me through
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you.
There's a lot of favors
I'm prepared to do
You do one for Mama
She'll do one for you.
They say that life is tit for tat
And that's the way I live
So, I deserve a lot of tat
For what I've got to give
Don't you know that this hand
Washes that one too
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you!
If you want my gravy
Pepper my Ragu
Spice it up for mamma
She'll get hot for you
When they pass that basket
Folks contribute to
You put in for mamma
She'll put out for you
The folks atop the ladder
Are the ones the world adores,
So boost me up my ladder kids
And I'll boost you up yours
Let's all stroke together
Like the
When your strokin mamma
Mamma's strokin you
So what's the one conclusion
I can bring this number to
When you're good to mamma
Mamma's good to you.
Climb ev'ry mountain
Search high and low
Follow every byway
Every path you know.
Climb ev'ry mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
Till you find your dream.
A dream that will need
All the love you can give
Every day of your life
For as long as you live.
Climb ev'ry mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
Till you find your dream
A dream that will need
All the love you can give
Every day of your life
For as long as you need
Climb ev'ry mountain
Fold every stream
Follow every rainbow
Till... you... find... your...dream!
Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be close to you
BRIDGE:
On the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon-dust
In your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be close to you
(Instrumental break)
BRIDGE
That is why all the girls in town follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be close to you
Just like me, they long to be close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
Lyrics: Bob Hilliard Music: Dick Miles
Way down among Brazilians
Coffee beans grow by the billions
So they've got to find those extra cups to fill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in
You can't get cherry soda
'Cause they've got to fill that quota
And the way things are I'll bet they never will
They've got a zillion tons of coffee in
No tea or tomato juice
You'll see no potato juice
The planters down in
The politician's daughter
Was accused of drinking water
And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in
You date a girl and find out later
She smells just like a percolator
Her perfume was made right on the grill
Why they could percolate the ocean in
And when their ham and eggs need savor
Coffee ketchup gives 'em flavor
Coffee pickles way outsell the dill
Why they put coffee in the coffee in
So your lead to the local color
Serving coffee with a cruller
Dunking doesn't take a lot of skill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in
Lyric: Alan Jay Lerner; Music:
Hear my voice where you are!
Take a train! steal a car!
Hop a freight! grab a star!
Come back to me!
Catch a plane! catch a breeze!
On your hands! on your knees!
Swim or fly! only please
Come back to me!
On a mule! in a jet!
With your hair in a net,
In a tow’l, ringing wet,
I don’t care, this is where you should be,
From the hills, from the shore,
Ride the wind to my door!
Turn the highway to dust!
Break the law if you must!
Move the world, only just...
Come back to me! Come back to me!
Come back to me!
Blast your hide, hear my call!
Must I fight city hall?
Here and now, damn it all!
Come back to me!
What on earth must I do?
Scream and yell till I’m blue?
Curse your soul, when will you...
Come back to me?
Have you gone to the moon?
Or the corner saloon?
And to rack and to “roon”?
Mad’moiselle, where in hell can you be?
In a crate! in a trunk!
On a horse! on a drunk!
In a “Rolls” or a van!
Wrapped in mink or saran!
Any way that you can,
Come back to me! Come back to me!
Come back to me!
Come In From The Rain
Carole Bayer Sager/Melissa Manchester
Well, hello there, good old friend of mine
You've been reaching for yourself for such a long, long time
There's so much to say, no need to explain
Just an open door for you to come in from the rain
It's a long, long road when you're all alone
And a man like you will always choose the long way home
There's no right or wrong, I'm not here to blame
I just want to be the one who keeps you from the rain
From the rain
And it looks like sunny skies
Now that I see you're alright
Time has left us older, but wiser
I know I am
(Instrumental)
And it's good to know my best friend has come home again
'Cause I think of us like an old cliche
But it doesn't matter, 'cause I love you anyway
Come in from the rain
Lionel Bart
Consider yourself at home
Consider yourself one of the family
We've taken to you so strong
It's clear we're going to get along
Consider yourself well in
Consider yourself part of the furniture
There isn't a lot to spare
Who cares, whatever we've got we share
If it should chance to be
We should see some harder days
Empty larder days, why grouse
Always a chance to meet somebody to foot the bill
Then the drinks are on the house
Consider yourself our mate
We don't want to have no fuss
For after some consideration we can state
Consider yourself one of us
Nobody tries to be lah-di-dah or uppity--
There a cup-o'-tea for all.
Only it's wise to be handy with a rolling pin
When the landlord comes to call!
Consider yourself our mate.
We don't want to have no fuss
For after some consideration we can sate
Consider yourself
One of us!
Lombardo, Green, Kahn
Tell me why you keep fooling, little Coquette,
Making fun of the ones who love you.
Breaking hearts you are ruling, little Coquette;
True hearts, tenderly dreaming of you.
Someday, you’ll fall in love as I fell in love with you.
Maybe, someone you love will just be fooling.
And when, you’re all alone with only regret,
You’ll know, little Coquette, I love you.
We're a couple of swells
We stop at the best hotels
But we prefer the country
Far away from the city smells
We're a couple of sports
The pride of the tennis courts
In June, July and August we look cute
When we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea
We don't know how to get there, no siree
No, siree
We would drive up the Avenue,
But we haven't got the price
We would skate up the Avenue,
But there isn't any ice
We would ride on a bicycle,
But we haven't got a bike
So we'll walk up the Avenue
Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue
And to walk up the Avenue's what we like
Wall Street bankers are we
With plenty of currency
We'd open up the safe
But we forgot where we put the key
We're the favorite lads
Of girls in the picture ads
We'd like to tell you who we kissed last night
But we can't be cads
The Vanderbilts are waiting at the club
But how are we to get there, that's the rub
That's the rub
We would sail up the Avenue,
But we haven't got a yacht
We would drive up the Avenue,
But the horse we had was shot
We would ride on a trolley car
But we haven't got the fare
So we'll walk up the Avenue
Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue
Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue till we're there
We would swim up the Avenue
But we haven't any lake
So we'll walk up the Avenue
Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue
Yes, a walk up the Avenue's what we'll take
Jack Smith
Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon
With one you love, the sun above
Waiting for the moon.
An old accordion playing a sentimental tune
Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon.
The birds above all sing of love
A gentle, sweet refrain.
The winds around all make a sound
Like softly falling rain.
The two of us together
We'll plan our honeymoon
Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon.
Churchill Kohlman
Recorded by Johnny Ray and The Four Lads
If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye
It's no secret you'll feel better if you cry
When waking from a bad dream
Don't you sometimes think it's real?
But it's only false emotions that you feel
If your heartaches seem to hang around too long
And your blues keep getting bluer with each song
Well just remember
Sunshine can be found behind a cloudy sky
So let your hair down and go on baby and cry
The Andrews Sisters with Carmen Miranda
- words by Ray Gilbert, music by Gabriel Ruiz
- from the MGM picture "A Date With Judy"
- as recorded
with Carmen Miranda and Vic Schoen & His Orchestra.
Refrain:
Cuanto la gusta,
la gusta, la gusta, la gusta, la gusta, la gusta, la gusta
Cuanto la gusta,
la gusta, la gusta, la gusta, la gusta, la gusta
We gotta get goin',
Where are we goin',
What are we gonna do?
We're on our way to somewhere,
The three of us and you
What'll we see there,
Who will be there, what'll be the big surprise?
There may be caballeros with dark and flashing eyes
We're on our way (we're on our way)
Pack up your pack (pack up your pack)
And if we stay (and if we stay)
We won't come back (we won't come back)
How can we go, we haven't got a dime?
But we're goin' and we're gonna have a happy time
Repeat Refrain
Now someone said
They'd just come back from somewhere
A friend of mine that I don't even know
He said there's lots of fun if we can get there
If that's the case,
That's the place, the place we want to go
We gotta get goin',
Where are we goin',
What are we gonna do?
We're on our way to somewhere,
The three of us and you
What'll we see there,
Who will be there, what'll be the big surprise?
There may be caballeros with dark and flashing eyes
I'll take the train (I'll take the train)
You take a boat (well I take the boat)
I'll take a plane (I'll take the plane)
You ride the goat (well I ride the goat)
Oh, we don't care, we'll either walk or climb
But we'll get there and we're gonna have a happy time
Repeat Refrain
Someone said he just came back from somewhere
And picked a few petunias in the snow
He told me that it's very close to nowhere
If that's the case, that's the place, the place we want to go
------ instrumental break ------
We gotta get goin',
Where we're goin',
What are we gonna see?
We're off to see somebody who's on his way to me
Gonna go my way, you go your way, wanna make a little bet?
We'll all meet in the country,
They haven't found us yet
We're on our way (we're on our way)
Pack up your pack (pack up your pack)
And if we stay (and if we stay)
We won't come back (we won't come back)
How can we go, we haven't got a dime?
But we're goin' and we're gonna have a happy time
Yes, we're goin' and we're gonna have a happy, happy, happy, happy, happy
Cuanto la gusta,
la gusta, la gusta
Yes, we're gonna have a happy time
Music by Karl Hoschna 1898
Intro
On the summer shore,
Where the breakers roar
Lovers sat on the glist'ng sand
And they talked of love,
While the moon above
And the stars seemed to understand.
The she grew more cold,
And he grew more bold,
Till she thot that they had better go
But altho' he heard,
he not even stirred,
Only murmered in tones soft and low
Cuddle up a little closer, lovey mine,
Cuddle up and be my little clinging vine.
Like to feel your cheek so rosy,
Like to make you comfy cozy
"Cause I love from head to toesy, Lovey mine.
Cuddle up a little closer, lovey mine,
Cuddle up and be my little clinging vine.
Like to feel your cheek so rosy,
Like to make you comfy cozy
"Cause I love from head to toesy, Lovey mine.
Christmas, Hanukkah & New Year Songs
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords-a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans-a-swimming,
Six geese-a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth see my two front teeth.
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you "Merry Christmas."
It seems so long since I could say,
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle."
Gosh, oh gee, how happy I'd be
If I could only whistle.
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth see my two front teeth
Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth,
Then I could wish you Merry Christmas
Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing o’er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.
Refrain
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Shepards, why this jubilee
Why your joyous song prolong
What the gladsome tidings be, ohh
That inspire your heavenly song
Repeat Refrain
Come to
Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, the newborn King.
Repeat Refrain
See him in a manger laid
Whom the choirs of angels praise;
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.
Repeat Refrain
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
I'll have a blue Christmas without you;
I'll be so blue thinking about you.
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't mean a thing if you're not here with me.
I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain;
And when that blue heartache starts hurtin',
You'll be doin' all right with your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas.
Hark how the bells,
Sweet silver bells,
All seem to say,
Throw cares away
Christmas is here,
Bringing good cheer,
To young and old,
Meek and the bold,
Oh how they pound,
Raising the sound,
O'er hill and dale,
Telling their tale,
Gaily they ring
While people sing
Songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here,
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,
On on they send ,
On without end,
Their joyful tone
To every home
Dong Ding dong ding, dong Bong
Lyle Moraine (1946)
recorded by the Andrews Sisters and Guy Lombardo & his Royal Canadians (1946)
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on
How'd ya like to spend the holiday away across the sea?
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on
How'd ya like to hang your stocking on a great big coconut tree?
(bridge)
How'd ya like to stay up late, like the islanders do?
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe.
If you ever spend Christmas on
You will never stray for everyday
Your Christmas dreams come true.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
by Mel Torme and Robert Wells
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways,
"Merry Christmas to you."
Christmas Dinner Country Style
Mother, mother, everybody's starvin'
Mother, mother, let's eat
Hold your horses, got a million courses
And I'm fixin' a treat
Jeremiah, go and help your mother
Jay and Jonah, you too
Ezachiah, go and get your brother
Then fetch Jamie and Sue
Mother, mother, everybody's happy
Got a reason to smile
`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style
Everybody's sittin' by your head
We'll all say praise and then break bread
Put your napkin on your lap
While (?) is sided from the tap
Oh don't that turkey look divine
We'll promenade it down the line
Plenty off duck, well long (?) on white
So (?) plant it to your right
Now the sachet (?) hello met country ham
And double-sachet (?) ham
Swing to the left, and test that stuffin'
And swing to the right, a Huckleberry muffin
Time for your partner to reach across
And dosey-dose the cranberry sauce
Have another helpin' (?) one and all
And you in the roomer (?), swing to the ball
Pass a little rumsteak, if you please
And promenade the pretty bag-eyed (?) beast
When you all say cheese, dosey-dose
So much's turkey is about to explode
But you still gotta swing to the pickle twist
Choose your pie (?)
Oh dinner was grand, to say the least
So honour the lady who cooked the beast
Mother, mother, thank you for the dinner
All the fixin's were great
Nothin' to it, mighty glad to do it
Seeing how much you ate
Jeremiah, go and get your dinner
Come on father, let's eat (?)
I'm too full of turkey and the stuffin'
I ain't takin' chance
It's a very, very merry Christmas
Got a reason to smile
Mother, mother, everybody loved your
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style
I have a little Dreidel, round and round it spins
On which letter will it fall, Nun Gimmel Heh or Shin
I have a little Dreidel, round and round it spins
On which letter will it fall, I wonder who will win.
Chorus I:
My Dreidel, I made you out of clay
And when you’re dry and ready,
Oh Dreidel I shall play
Oh Dreidel I made it out of clay
And when it’s dry and ready,
With Dreidel I will play.
One foot come on let’s stand
Then slowly start to spin
This is the game of Dreidel
Where everybody wins.
Chorus II:
Oh Dreidel I’ll spin and spin away
With you my little Dreidel it’ll be so great to play
Oh Dreidel I made it out of clay
And when it’s dry and ready,
With Dreidel will I play.
Nes Gadol Hayah
In the days of Mattisyahu long ago
Nes Gadol Hayah
In the days of the Maccabees long ago.
Repeat Chorus I
The Dreidel spins, it falls on Shin Gimmel Nun or Heh
We remember the nissim (miracles) of God even as we play.
Repeat Chorus II
Dreidel, Spin, Spin, Spin
Dreidel, spin, spin, spin!
Chanukah is a good holiday;
Chanukah is a good holiday -
Dreidel, spin, spin, spin!
It's a happy holiday for the people;
A great miracle happened there;
A great miracle happened there
It's a happy holiday for the people
I have a little dreidel I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play
O dreidel dreidel dreidel I made it out of clay
O Dreidle, dreidel, dreidel
Then dreidle I shall play
It has a lovely body
With legs so short and thin
And when it is all tired
It drops and then I win
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
With leg so short and thin
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
It drops and then I win.
My dreidel's always playful
It loves to dance and spin
A happy game of dreidel
Come play now let's begin
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
It loves to dance and spin
Oh, dreidel, dreidel, dreidel
Come play, now, let's begin
I am a little dreydl,
I am made of lead.
Come let us all play
At dreydl - one two three.
Oh dreydl, dreydl, dreydl,
oh spin dreydl spin.
So let all of us play
at dreydl, one and two.
And I love to dance,
to twirl in a circle.
Come let us all dance
a dreydl-round-dance.
Oh dreydl, dreydl, dreydl
Deck the halls with bought of holly,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to by jolly,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la,
la la la, la la la.
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Strike the harp and join the chorus.
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la,
la la la, la la la.
While I tell of Yuletide treasure,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la,
la la la, la la la.
Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la
la la, la la la la.
Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see?
'Way up in the sky, little lamb
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing thru the sky, shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king
Do you know what I know?
A Child, a Child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring Him silver and gold
Let us bring Him silver and gold
Said the king to the people ev'rywhere
Listen to what I say!
Pray for peace, people ev'rywhere
Listen to what I say!
The Child, the Child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Prospero ano y felicidad
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Prospero ano y felicidad
I want to wish you a Merry Christmas
With lots of presents to make you happy
I want to wish you a Merry Christmas
From the bottom of my heart
I want to wish you a Merry Christmas
With mistletoe and lots of cheer
With lots of laughter throughout the years
From the bottom of my heart
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Prospero ano y felicidad
The first Noel, the angel did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the the East, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of
And by the light of that same star,
Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of
This star drew night to the northwest,
O'er
And there it did both stop and stay,
Right over the place where Jesus lay.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of
Then entered in those wise men three,
Full reverently upon their knee;
And offered there in his presence,
Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of
Frosty the snowman
Was a jolly, happy soul,
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman
Is a fairy tale, they say;
He was made of snow, but the children know
How he came to life one day.
There must have been some magic in
That old silk hat they found,
For when they placed it on his head,
He began to dance around.
Oh, Frosty the snow man
Was alive as he could be,
And the children say he could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me.
Frosty the snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day,
So he said, "Let's run and we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away."
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand,
Running here and there all around the square,
Sayin', "Catch me if you can."
He led them down the streets of town
Right to a traffic cop,
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler, "Stop!"
For Frosty the snow man
Had to hurry on his way,
But he waved good-bye, sayin', "Don't you cry,
I'll be back again someday."
Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump,
Look at Frosty go;
Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump,
Over the hills of snow.
God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen,
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas day,
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray:
Chorus
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came.
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in
The Son of God by name:
Repeat Chorus
"Fear not," then said the angel,
Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Savior,
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite:
Repeat Chorus
The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding,
In tempest, storm, and wind,
And went to
This blessed babe to find:
Repeat Chorus
But when to
Whereat this infant lay
They found him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray:
Repeat Chorus
Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface: (Repeat Chorus)
Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer
Chorus
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me an' Grandpa, we believe.
She'd been drinking too much eggnog,
And we begged her not to go.
But she forgot her medication,
And she staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Christmas morning,
At the scene of the attack
She had hoof prints on her forehead,
And incriminating Claus marks on her back.
Repeat Chorus
Now we're all so proud of Grandpa,
He's been taking this so well.
See him in there watching football,
Drinking beer and playing cards with cousin Mel.
It's not Christmas without Grandma,
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder
Should we open up her gifts or send them back?
Repeat Chorus
Now the goose is on the table
And the pudding made of fig (ahhhhh!)
And the blue and silver candles,
That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors,
Better watch out for yourselves.
They should never give a license,
To a man who drives a sleigh
and plays with elves.
Sing it, Grandpa!
Repeat Chorus
Carol Hall
Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere; Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far they'll all lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back.
Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear the junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine.
Me, I'll be just fine and dandy
Chorus
Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
Still I won't let sorrow bring me way down.
I'll be fine and dandy
Repeat Chorus
Hark! The herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angelic host proclaim,
Christ is born in
Hark! The herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the ever-lasting Lord!
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the God-head see;
Hail the incarnate Deity;
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings,
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Have a holly, jolly Christmas;
It's the best time of the year
I don't know if there'll be snow,
But have a cup of cheer.
Have a holly, jolly Christmas;
And when you walk down the street
Say Hello to friends you know
And ev'ryone you meet.
Oh, ho, the mistletoe
Hung where you can see;
Somebody waits for you;
Kiss her once for me.
Have a holly jolly Christmas,
And in case you didn't hear,
Oh by golly, have a holly, jolly Christmas
This year!
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your hearts be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Gene Autry, Oakley Haldeman
Here comes Santa Claus!
Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer
Are pulling on the reins.
Bells are ringing, children singing;
All is merry and bright.
Hang your stockings and say your prayers,
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.
Here comes Santa Claus!
Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down
He's got a bag that is filled with toys
for the boys and girls again.
Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,
What a beautiful sight.
Jump in bed, cover up your head,
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.
Robert Allen - Al Stillman
Tonight I'll dream of a place I like
And soon I will be there
Even though so many miles lie in between
I can hardly wait to see the one
I'm always thinking of
There'll be cold and stormy weather
But we all will be together
Chorus
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine
For the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays
You can't beat home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in
And he was headin’ for
From
To
From
The traffic is terrific
Repeat Chorus
Kim Gannon, Walter Kent and Buck Ram
I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I'm Getting Nothing For Christmas
I broke my bat on Johnny's head,
Somebody snitched on me.
I hid a frog in sister's bed,
Somebody snitched on me.
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug,
I made Tommy eat a bug,
Bought some gum with a penny slug,
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
Mommy and Daddy are mad,
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I put a tack on teacher's chair,
Somebody snitched on me.
I tied a knot in Susie's hair,
Somebody snitched on me.
I did a dance on Mommy's plants,
Climbed a tree and tore my pants,
Filled the sugar bowl with ants,
Somebody snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I won't be seeing Santa Claus,
Somebody snitched on me.
He won't come visit me because,
Somebody snitched on me.
Next year I'll be going straight,
Next year I'll be good, just wait,
I'd start now, but it's too late,
Somebody snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas,
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
So you better be good whatever you do,
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.
I Saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn't see me creep
Down the stairs to have a peep
She thought that I was tucked
up In my bedroom fast asleep
Then I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen Mommy Kissing Santa Claus last night
It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
Take a look in the five-and-ten,
Glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see
is the holly that will be
On your own front door
A pair of hop along boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Janice and Jen
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel,
One in the park as well
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that will make them ring
Is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
By Eddie Pola and George Wyle
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
With the kids jingle belling
And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer"
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
It's the hap -happiest season of all
With those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings
When friends come to call
It's the hap - happiest season of all
Chorus
There'll be parties for hosting
Marshmallows for toasting
And caroling out in the snow
There'll be scary ghost stories
And tales of the glories of
Christmases long, long ago
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
There'll be much mistltoeing
And hearts will be glowing
When love ones are near
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Repeat Chorus
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
There'll be much mistltoeing
And hearts will be glowing
When love ones are near
It's The Most Wonderful Time
It's The Most Wonderful Time
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Dashing thru the snow,
In a one-horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.
Chorus
Oh Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright,
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank,
Misfortune seemed his lot
He got into a drifted bank
And so we got upset
Repeat Chorus
Now the ground in white,
Go it while you're still young
Take the girls tonight,
And sing this sleighing song
Just get a bob-tailed bay,
Then hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack you'll take the lead
Repeat Chorus
Jingle
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell
Jingle bell
Jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in
In the frosty air
What a bright time
It's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse
Pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell rock
Jolly old Saint Nicholas,
Lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul
What I'm going to say;
Christmas Eve is coming soon;
Now, you dear old man,
Whisper what you'll bring to me;
Tell me if you can.
When the clock is striking twelve,
When I'm fast asleep,
Down the chimney broad and black,
With your pack you'll creep;
All the stockings you will find
Hanging in a row;
Mine will be the shortest one,
You'll be sure to know.
Johnny wants a pair of skates;
Susie wants a dolly;
Nellie wants a story book;
She thinks dolls are folly;
As for me, my little brain
Isn't very bright;
Choose for me, old Santa Claus,
What you think is right.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven and heaven and nature sing
Joy to the world, the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ
While fields and floods
Rocks hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy
No more let sin and sorrow grow
Not thorns infest the ground
He comes to make
His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found
Far as the curse is found
Far as, far as the curse is found
He rules the world with truth and grace
And makes the nations prove
The glories of
His righteousness
And wonders of His love
And wonders of His love
And wonders, and wonders of his love
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
(1) Sammy Cahn - Jule Styne
Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow
Come they told me, Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, Pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, Pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the king, Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him, Pa rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little baby, Pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, Pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, Pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King, Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you Pa rum pum pum pum
On my drum
Mary nodded, Pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him , Pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me, Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day.
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway.
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night.
Mele Kalikimaka is
To say "Merry Christmas to you."
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day.
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway.
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night.
Mele Kalikimaka is
To say "Merry Christmas to you
Mr. Santa bring me some toys
bring Merry Xmas to all girls and boys
and everynight Ill go to sleep singing
and dream about the presents you'll be bringing
Santa, Santa Promise Me please
give every reindeeer a hug and a squeeze
I’ll be as good as good can be
Mr. Santa dont forget me
Chorus:
Oh Santa, Santa, Mr Santa
Mr .Santa, Dear Old Saint Nick
Be awful careful and please dont get sick!
Put on your coat when breezes are blowing
and when you cross the street
look where youre going!
Santa, I love you so
I hope youll never get lost in the snow
Take your time when you unpack
Mr. Santa dont hurry back
Mr. Santa, Weve been so good
We washed the dishes and
done what we should
Made up the beds and
scrubbed up our toesys
weve used a hanky
when weve blown our noseys
Santa, look at our ears
Theyre as clean as whistles
were sharper than shears
Now, we put you on the spot.
Mr. Santa,Santa
Please please Santa
Merry Christmas Santa To You......
Oh come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant,
Oh come ye, Oh come ye to
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels!
Chorus
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Oh come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.
Sing, alleluia,
All ye choirs of angels;
Oh sing, all ye blissful ones of heaven above.
Glory to God
In the highest glory!
Repeat Chorus
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning;
Jesus, to Thee be the glory giv'n;
Word of the Father,
Now in the flesh appearing,
Repeat Chorus
Oh come, oh come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.
Chorus
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee o
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of Hell thy people save
And give them vict'ry o'er the grave.
Repeat Chorus
O come, o Day-spring come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
And drive away the shades of night
And pierce the clouds and bring us light.
Repeat Chorus
Oh Holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till He appeared and the soul felt His worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder beams a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
Oh night divine! O night when Christ was born!
Oh night divine! Oh night, Oh night divine!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here came the wise men from the Orient land
The King of Kings lay in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend
He knows our need
To our weakness no stranger
Behold your King! before the lowly bend!
Behold your King! before Him bend!
Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus rise we
Let all within us praise His holy name
Christ is the Lord
Then ever, ever praise we
His power and glory ever more proclaim
His power and glory ever more proclaim
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree!
How are thy leaves so verdant!
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree,
How are thy leaves so verdant!
Not only in the summertime,
But even in winter is thy prime.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How are thy leaves so verdant!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
For every year the Christmas tree,
Brings to us all both joy and glee.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!
Each bough doth hold its tiny light,
That makes each toy to sparkle bright.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!
Oh Little Town Of
Oh little town of
How still we see the lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee to-night.
For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.
How silently, how silently,
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his heaven.
No ear may hear his coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still
The dear Christ enters in.
Where children pure and happy
Pray to the blessed Child,
Where misery cries out to thee,
Son of the mother mild;
Where charity stands watching
And faith holds wide the door,
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks,
And Christmas comes once more.
O holy Child of
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us to-day.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel.
Over the River and Through the Woods!
Over the river and through the woods
To Grandmother's house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the woods,
Oh, how the wind does blow.
It stings the toes and bites the nose
As over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the woods
To have a full day of play.
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling,
For it is Christmas Day.
Over the river and through the woods,
Trot fast my dapple gray;
Spring o'er the ground just like a hound,
For this is Christmas Day.
Over the river and through the woods
And straight through the barnyard gate.
It seems that we go so dreadfully slow;
It is so hard to wait.
Over the river and through the woods,
Now Grandma's cap I spy.
Hurrah for fun, the pudding's done;
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.
Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree
J. Marks
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas Party Hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Every couple tries to stop
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
And we'll do some carolling
You will get a sentimental feeling
When you hear
Voices singing Let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone dancin' merrily
In the new old fashioned way
Oh, yeah, come on sax boy, oh
You will get a sentimental feeling
When you hear
Voices singing let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone dancin' merrily
In the new old fashioned way
Merry Christmas
Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer
You know Dasher, and Dancer,
And Prancer, and Vixen,
Comet, and Cupid, and Donner and Blitzen
But do you recall
The most famous reindeer of all
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
Had a very shiny nose
And if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Rudolph
Play in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas eve
Santa came to say:
Rudolph with your nose so bright,
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"
Then all the reindeer loved him
As they shouted out with glee,
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
You'll go down in history!
Out of all the reindeer you know you're the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph,
Randalph's not too far behind
Run, run Rudolph,
Santa's got to make it to town
Randalph he can hurry,
He can take the freeway down
And away went Rudolph
A whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a boy child
"What have you been longing for?"
"All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar"
And away went Rudolph
A whizzing like a shooting star
Run, run Rudolph,
Santa's got to make it to town
Can't you make him hurry,
Tell him he can take the freeway down
And away went Rudolph
A whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a girl child
"What would you like most to get?"
"I want a little baby doll that can cry,
Scream and wet"
And away went Rudolph
A whizzing like a Saber jet
Run, run Rudolph,
Run, run Rudolph,
A running like a son-of-a-gun
Santa baby,
Slip a sable under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby,
An out-of-space convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee doo
Santa honey,
I wanna yacht and really that's not a lot
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa cutie,
There's one thing I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby,
I'm filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks
Sign your 'X' on the line
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Boo doo bee doo
Santa baby,
Forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean a phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Chorus
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not shout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list, and checking it twice
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness' sake, Oh!
Repeat Chorus
With little tin horns
And little toy drums
Rooty toot toots
And Rummy Tum Tums
Santa Claus is coming to town.
With curly head dolls
And toddles and cutes
Elephant boats
And kiddy cars too
Santa Claus is coming to town.
The kids and girls in boyland,
Will have a jubilee.
They’re going to build a toyland town,
All around the Christmas Tree.
Repeat Chorus
Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
Round yon virgin mother and child,
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born.
Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love's pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
Jay Livingston - Ray Evans
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear:
Chorus
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
Strings of street lights, even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures
Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle you hear:
Repeat Chorus
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling,
Ring ting tingling too
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you,
Outside the snow is falling
And friends are calling You who
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap, let's go,
Let's look at the show,
We're riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap,
It's grand, just holding your hand,
We're gliding along with a song
Of a wintry fairy land.
Chorus
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together
Like two birds of a feather would be
Let's take that road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you.
There's a birthday party
At the home of Farmer Gray
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs
We love to sing without a single stop,
At the fireplace while we watch
The chestnuts pop. Pop! pop! pop!
There's a happy feeling
Nothing in the world can buy,
When they pass around the chocolate
And the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print
By Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives!
Of a wintry fairy land
Repeat Chorus
So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young.
A very Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so this is Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight.
A very Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young.
A very Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over!
If you want it
War is over!
Now!
Here comes Suzy Snowflake,
Dressed in a snow-white gown,
Tap, tap, tappin' at your windowpane,
To tell you she's in town.
Here comes Suzy Snowflake,
Soon you will hear her say,
"Come out ev'ryone and play with me,
I haven't long to stay."
If you want to make a snowman,
I'll help you make it, one, two, three.
If you want to take a sleigh ride,
Whoops! The ride's on me.
Here comes Suzy Snowflake,
Look at her tumblin' down,
Bringing joy to ev'ry girl and boy,
Suzy's come to town.
If you want to make a snowman,
I'll help you make it, one, two, three.
If you want to take a sleigh ride,
Whoops! The ride's on me.
Here comes Suzy Snowflake,
Look at her tumblin' down,
Bringing joy to ev'ry girl and boy,
Suzy's come to town.
That's What I Want For Christmas
When you said that yesterday
That it's nearly Christmas
What did I want
And I thought
Just love me, love me, love me
That's what I want for Christmas
When I walk through a room
Let them see you need me
Walk through a room
Let them see you love me, love me, love me
That's what I want for Christmas
Anyone can wish for all the trinkets in the window
Some can even buy the ones they see
But the presents that I want ( I want )
You'll never find in any window
Bring me love and bring it just for me ( for me )
When you come home at night
Take me in your arms and hold me
Kiss me, and say you love me, love me, love me
That's what I want for Christmas
Da doo da doo
Hoo hoo hoo
Love me, love me
That's what I want
That's what I want for Christmas, yeah
Anyone can wish for all the trinkets in the window
Some can even buy the things they see
But the presents that I want ( I want )
You'll never find in any window
Bring me love and bring it just for me ( just for me)
When you come home at night
And take me in your arms
And you hold me
And you kiss me
And say you love me, love me, love me
That's what I want for Christmas
Hold me ( hold me ), kiss me ( kiss me )
That's what I want for Christmas
Words: J G
There's a song in the air,
There's a star in the sky.
There's a mother's deep prayer,
And a baby's low cry.
And the star rains its fire,
While the beautiful sing.
For the manger of
There's a tumult of joy
O'er the wonderful birth.
For the Virgin's sweet boy,
Is the Lord of the earth.
And the star sends its fire,
While the beautiful sing.
For the manger of
In the light of that star,
Lies the ages impearled.
And that song from afar,
Has swept over the world.
Every heart is aflame,
And the beautiful sing.
For the manger of
We rejoice in the light,
And we echo the song
That comes down through the night
From the heavenly throng.
Ay! we shout to the lovely
Evangel they bring,
And we greet in His cradle
Our Saviour and King!
There's a song in the air,
There's a star in the sky.
There's a song in the air,
There's a star in the sky.
Up on the housetop reindeer pause
Out jumps good old Santa Clause
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones
Christmas joys
Chorus
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn’t go!
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn’t go!
Up on the housetop
Click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with
Good Saint Nick
First comes the stocking
Of little Nell
Oh, dear Santa
Fill it well
Give her a dolly
That laughs and cries
One that will open
And shut her eyes
Rpeat Chorus
Next comes the stocking
Of little Will
Oh, just see what
A glorious fill
Here is a hammer
And lots of tacks
Also a ball
And a whip that cracks
Rpeat Chorus
by Jerry Herman
Haul out the holly
Put up the tree before my
Spirit falls again
Fill up the stocking
I may be rushing things,
But deck the halls again now
For we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute
Candles in the window
Carols at the spinet
Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute
It hasn't snowed a single flurry
But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry
So climb down the chimney
Turn on the brightest string of light
I've ever seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel
On that evergreen bough
For I've grown a little leaner
Grown a little colder
Grown a little sadder
Grown a little older
And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder
Need a little Christmas now
For we need a little music
Need a little laughter
Need a little singing
Ringing through the rafter
And we need a little snappy
"Happy ever after"
Need a little Christmas now
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
O star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Born a king on
Gold I bring, to crown him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship Him, God must high
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb
Glorious now, behold Him arise
King, and God, and sacrifice
Heaven sings alleluya
Alleluya the earth replies
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year.
Chorus
Good tidings we bring,
To you and your kin,
Good tidings for Christmas,
And a Happy New Year.
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding,
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding,
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding,
And a cup of good cheer.
Repeat Chorus
We won't go until we get some,
We won't go until we get some,
We won't go until we get some,
So bring some out here.
Chorus
We all know that Santa's coming,
We all know that Santa's coming,
We all know that Santa's coming,
And soon will be here.
Chorus
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Dick Smith and Felix Bernard
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the lane snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is the new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland!
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say Are you married? We'll say, No, man!
But you can do the job when you're in town!
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid, the plans that we made
Walking in a winter wonderland!
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman
Until the older kiddies knock 'im down!
When it snows, ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Walking in a winter wonderland!
Walking 'Round in Women's Underwear
Sung to the tune " Winter Wonderland"
Lacy things, the wife is missing
Didn't ask for her permission
I'm wearing her clothes, her silk pantyhose
Walking 'round in women's underwear
In the stores, there's a teddy,
With little straps, like spaghetti
It holds me so tight,
Like handcuffs at night,
Walking 'round in women's underwear
In the office, there's a guy named Melvin
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown,
He'll say are you ready, we'll say -Whoa, man!
At least until the wife is out of town.
Later on, if you wanna
We can dress, like Madonna
Put on some eyeshade, and join the parade,
Walkin 'round in women's underwear
Lacy things, missing
Didn't ask permission
I'm wearing her clothes, silk pantyhose
I'm walking around in women's underwear
You're all I want for Christmas
You're all I want for Christmas.
All I want my whole life through.
Each day is just like Christmas,
Anytime when I'm with you.
You're all I want for Christmas,
And if all my dreams come true,
Then I'll awake on Christmas mornin,
and find my stocking filled with you.
The season draws near,
I can do without cheer,
I can live without holly and jingles and jolly,
I don't care for the snow,
I don't need mistletoe,
It's the taste of your kiss is the thing that I miss.
It's the sound of your sigh
Oh my angel on high,
I want the smell of your skin.
You can keep the french hen.
Who needs good girls or boys,
bells or candles or toys?
You're all that I want for christmas!
You're all I want for Christmas
If all my dreams come true....
Then I'll awake, on Christmas mornin
and find my stocking filled, with you.
Music: Charles Strouse; Lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner
Dance a Little Closer 1983
Dance a little closer
Like it used to be.
I need someone warm inside my arms
So please don’t whirl away from me
Dance a little closer
We don’t have to speak.
I just want to feel you near
And softly feel you breathing on my cheek
While the music’s playing
Can’t we both pretend
This is not a song for just a moment
But a song without an end
Dance a little closer
‘Till the morning light
I don’t want to feel alone tonight
Music: Marvin Hamlisch Lyrics: Edward Kleban
Dance: ten; Looks; three.
And I' still on unemployment,
Dancing for my own enjoyment.
That ain't it, kid. That ain't it, kid.
"Dance: ten; Looks; three,"
I like to die!
Left the theatre and
Called the doctor for
My appointment to buy...
Tits and ass.
Bought myself a fancy pair.
Tightened up the derriere.
Did the nose with it.
All that goes with it.
Tits and ass!
Had the bingo-bongos done.
Suddenly I'm getting nash'nal tours!
Tits and ass won't get you jobs
Unless they're yours.
Didn't cost a fortune neither.
Didn't hurt my sex life either.
Flat and sassy,
I would get the strays and losers.
Beggars really can't be choosers.
That ain't it, kid. That ain't it, kid.
Fised the chassis.
"How do you do!"
Life turned into and
Endless medley of
"Gee it had to be you!"
Why?
Tits and ass!
Where the cupboard once was bare
Now you knock and someone's there.
You have got 'em, hey.
Top to bottom, hey.
It's a gas!
Just a dash of silicone.
Shake your new maracas and you fine!
Tits and ass can change your life.
They sure changed mine.
Have it all done.
Honey, take my word.
Grab a cab, c'mon.
See the wizard on
Park and Seventy-Third
For
Tits and ass.
Orchestra or balcony.
What they want is whatcha see.
Keep the best of you.
Do the rest of you.
Pits or class.
I have never seen it fail.
Debutante or chorus girl or wife.
Tits and ass,
Yes, tits and ass
Have changed...
My...
Life...!
Darling, Je Vous Aime Beaucoup
Music & Lyrics by Anna Sosenko (1935)
Featured by “The Incomparable” Hildegarde (her theme song)
English boy in
For a lovely Mademoiselle,
With no French at his command
He tried to make her understand,
He loved here more and more each day,
And in his own peculiar way
He’d open up his heart and say:
REFRAIN
Darling, Je vous
aime beaucoup,
Je ne
What to do,
You know, you’ve completely stolen my heart.
Morning,
Toujours wond’ring
What to do,
That’s the way I’ve felt right from the start;
Ah, Cherie! my love for you is très fort;
Wish my French were good enough,
I’d tell you So much more,
But I hope that you compree
All the things you mean to me.
Darling, je vous
aime beaucoup,
I love you!
Ah, Cherie! my love for you is très fort;
Wish my French were good enough,
I’d tell you So much more,
But I hope that you compree
All the things you mean to me.
Darling, je vous
aime beaucoup,
I love you, yes, I do.
Music and Lyrics by Arthur Schwartz and Howard Dietz
From The Band Wagon
Dancing in the dark,
Till the tune end
We’re dancing in the dark,
And it soon ends.
We’re waltzing in the wonder
Of why we’re here;
Time hurries by,
We’re here and gone.
Looking for the light
Of a new love
To brighten up the night.
I have you to love,
And we can face the music together;
Dancing in the dark.
What though love is old?
What though song is old?
Through them we can be young.
Hear this heart of mine
Make yours part of mine.
Dear one, tell me that we’re one!
Dancing in the dark!
Shelton Brooks (1917)
I'll be down to get you in a taxi honey
Better be ready ‘bout half-past eight
Now dearie don't be late
I want to be there when the band starts playing
And remember when we get there honey
A two-step I'm gonna have ‘em all
I'm gonna dance on both my shoes
While they play those jelly-roll blues
Tomorrow night at the darktown strutter's ball
Do I want you?
Oh my do I
Honey, indeed I do
Do I need you?
Oh my do I
Honey, deed I do
I'm glad that I'm the one who found you
That's why I'm always hanging around you
Do I love you?
Oh my do I
Honey, deed I do
Deep in the Heart of
The stars at night, are big and bright,
Deep in the heart of
The prairie sky is wide and high,
Deep in the heart of
The sage in bloom is like perfume,
Deep in the heart of
Reminds me of, the one I love,
Deep in the heart of
The coyotes wail, along the trail,
Deep in the heart of
The rabbits rush, around the brush,
Deep in the heart of
The cowboys cry, "Ki-yip-pee-yi,"
Deep in the heart of
The doggies bawl, and bawl and bawl,
Deep in the heart of
Mitchell Parish
When the deep purple falls
Over sleepy garden walls
And the stars begin to flicker in the sky
Through the mist of a memory
You wander back to me
Breathing my name with a sigh
In the still of the night
Once again I hold you tight
Though you're gone
Your love lives on
When moonlight beams
And as long as my heart shall beat
Lover, we'll always meet
Here in my deep purple dream
Romberg (m) - Harbach & Hammerstein II (w)
My desert is waiting,
Dear, come there with me.
I'm longing to teach you
Love's sweet melody.
I'll sing a dream-song to you,
Painting a picture for two:
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you to see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song, calling,
It' s voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you to see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song, calling,
It' s voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend
The French were bred to die for love
They delight in fighting duels
But I prefer a man who lives
And gives expensive jewels.
A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl's best friends
A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat, or help you at the automat.
Men grow cold as girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end.
But square-cut or pear-shaped
These rocks don't lose their shape
Diamonds are a girl's best friends
...Tiffany's ... Cartier...
Talk to me, Harry, Winston,tell me all about it!
There may come a time when a lass needs a lawyer
But diamonds are a girl's best friends
There may come a time
When a hard-boiled employer
Thinks you're awful nice
But get that ice or else no dice.
He's your guy when stocks are high
But beware when they start to descend,
It's then that those louses
Go back to their spouses
Diamonds are a girl's best friends.
I've heard of affairs that are strictly platonic
But diamonds are a girl's best friend,
And I think affairs that you must keep liaisonic
Are better bets if little pets get big baguettes.
Time rolls on and youth is gone
And you can't straighten up when you bend
But stiff back or stiff knees
You stand straight at Tiffany's
Diamonds... Diamonds...
I don't mean rhinestones
But Diamonds are a girl's best friends
(1) Lyrics/Music: Cole Porter
DuBarry Was A Lady 1939 (S)
Do I love you do I?
Doesn't one and one make two?
Do I love you do I?
Does July need a sky of blue?
Would I miss you, would I, if you ever should go away?
If the sun should desert the day, what would life be?
Will I leave you, never?
Could the ocean leave the shore?
Will I worship you forever?
Isn't heaven forevermore?
Do I love you, do I?
Oh my dear it's so easy to see,
Don't you know I do, don't I show you I do,
Just as you love me.
Will I leave you, never?
Could the ocean leave the shore?
Will I worship you forever?
Isn't heaven forevermore?
Do I love you, do I?
Oh my dear it's so easy to see,
Don't you know I do, don't I show you I do,
Just as you love me.
From Thoroughly Modern Millie
Muzzy:
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My lips just ache to have you take
The kiss that's waiting for you.
You know if you do you won't regret it.
Come and get it!
Oh, no one is near.
I may cry "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
But no one will hear.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again! Please do it again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again!
Please, do it again!
Cole Porter
Oh, give me land,
lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
Ba boo ba ba boo.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
No., Poppa, don't you fence me in
Don’t Get Around Much Any More
Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Darling I guess, my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up memories?
Been invited on dates
Might have gone, but what for?
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
Don't Let the Stars Get In Your Eyes
Artist: Perry Como (peak Billboard position # 1 in 1952-53)
Words and Music by Slim Willet, Cactus Pryor, and Barbara Trammel
Chorus
Don't let the stars get in your eyes
Don't let the moon break your heart
Love blooms at night, in daylight it dies
Don't let the stars get in your eyes
Or keep your heart from me
For some day I’ll return
And you know you're the only one I'll ever love
Too many nights (too many nights)
Too many stars (too many stars)
Too many moons to change your mind (don't let the moon change your mind)
If I'm gone too long don't forget where you belong
When the stars come out remember you are mine
Chorus
(Don't let the stars get in your eyes, don't let the moon break your heart)
Too many miles (too many miles)
Too many days (too many days)
Too many nights to be alone (too many nights all alone)
Oh, please keep your heart while we are apart
Dontcha linger in the moonlight when I'm gone
Don't let the stars get in your eyes
Don't let the moon break your heart (don't let the moon break your heart)
Love blooms at night, in daylight it dies
Don't let the stars get in your eyes
Or keep your heart from me
For some day I’ll return
And you know you're the only one I'll ever love
(I'll ever love)
I'll ever love
You're the only one (you're the only one)
I'll ever love
Henry Nemo
Tear a star from out the sky
And the sky feels blue
Tear a petal from a rose
And the rose weeps too
Take your heart away from mine
And mine will surely break
My life is yours to take
So please keep the spark awake
Would you take the wings from birds
So that they can't fly
Would you take the ocean's roar
And leave just a sigh
All this your heart won't let you do
This is what I beg of you
Don't take your love from me
Lyrics: Lew Brown/Billy Rose; Music: Ray Henderson
Your presence is requested,
Wwrote little Johnny White,
But with is invitation, there is a stipulation,
When you attend this party,
You’ll be treated right, but
There’s a wild and wooly woman
You boys can’t invite, now.
Chorus:
You can bring
But don’t bring Lulu.
You can bring Rose with the turned up nose,
But don’t bring Lulu.
Lulu always wants to do,
What we boys don’t want her to,
When she struts her stuff around,
London bridge is falling down,
You can bring cake or Porterhouse steak,
But don’t bring Lulu.
Lulu gets blue and she goes cuckoo
Like the clock on the shelf,
She’s the kind of smartie
Who breaks up every party,
Hullabaloo loo, don’t bring Lulu,
I’ll bring her myself.
We all went to the party, real hi-toned affair,
Then along came Lulu, wild as any Zulu,
She started into
And how the boys did stare,
But when she did the hula-hula,
Then she got the air, now.
Cabaret
Sally: Mama Thinks I'm living in a convent,
A secluded little convent
In the southern part of
Mama Doesn't even have an inkling
That I'm working in a nightclub
In a pair of lacy pants.
So please, sir,
If you run into mama
Don't reveal my indiscretion
Give a working girl a chance.
Hush up,
Don't tell mama,
Shush up,
Don't tell mama...
Don't tell mama,
Whatever you do.
If you had a secret,
You bet I would keep it.
I would never tell on you.
I'm breaking every promise
That I gave her,
So won't you kindly do a girl
A great big favor?
And please, my sweet patater,
Keep this from the mater,
Though my dance
Is not against the law.
You can tell my papa, that's all right,
'Cause he comes in here every night,
But don't tell mama what you saw!
All: Mama
Thinks I'm on a tour of
With a couple of my school chums
And a lady chaperone.
Sally: Hello darlings!
All: Mama Doesn't even have an inkling
That I left them all in
And I'm touring on my own.
So please, sir,
If you run into my mama
Don't reveal my indiscretion
Sally: Just leave well enough alone
Hush up,
All: Don't tell mama
Sally: Shush up
All: Don't tell mama,
Don't tell mama
Whatever you do.
Sally: If you had a secret
You bet I would keep it.
All: I would never tell on you.
You wouldn't want to get me
In a pickle,
Sally: And have her go and cut me off
Without a nickel.
All: So let's trust one another,
Keep this from my mother,
Though I'm still as pure as mountain snow.
Sally: You can tell my uncle
Here and now
Cause he's my agent anyhow,
All: But don't tell mama what you know.
Sally: You can tell my grandma,
Suits me fine,
Just yesterday she joined the line,
All: But don't tell mama what you know
Sally: You can tell my brother,
That ain't grim
'Cause if he squeals on me
I'll squeal on him,
All: But don't tell mama, bitte,
Don't tell mama, please, sir.
Don't tell mama what you know
Kit Kat Girls:
Sssh!
Sssh!
Sally: If you see my mummy,
Mums the word!
Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with
A-B-C
When you sing you begin with do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Oh, let's see if I can make it easier
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do...oh oh oh
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to doe
Doe re mi fa so la ti do, so doe
Music and Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
Dream, when you’re feeling blue
Dream, that’s the thing to do
Just watch the smoke rings rise in the air
You’ll find your share of memories there
So dream when the day is through
Dream, and they might come true
Things never are as bad as they seem
So dream, dream, dream
Mamas and Papas - Mama Cass
Verse 1:
Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper: "I love you".
Birds singing in the sycamore tree...
Dream a little dream of me!
Verse 2:
Say "ninety-night" and kiss me,
Just hold me tight and tell me you miss me.
While I'm alone as blue as can be,
Dream a little dream of me!
Chorus:
Stars fading,
But I linger on dear...
Still craving your kiss.
I'm longing
To linger 'til dawn dear,
Just saying this...
Verse 3:
Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweat dreams that leave all worries behind you.
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Dream a little dream of me!
Repeat Chorus:
Verse 4:
Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweat dreams that leave all worries far behind you.
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Dream a little dream of me!
(1) Words and music by Irving Berlin.
(verse)
Never saw you look quite so pretty before.
Never saw you dressed quite so lovely, what's more.
I could hardly wait to keep our date this lovely Easter morning,
And my heart beat fast as I came through the door for:
(chorus)
In your Easter bonnet with all the frills upon it,
You'll be the grandest lady in the Easter Parade.
I'll be all in clover, and when they look you over
I'll be the proudest fellow in the Easter Parade.
On the Avenue,
The photographers will snap us
And you'll find that you're in the rotogravure.
Oh, I could write a sonnet
About your Easter bonnet
And of the girl I'm taking to the Easter Parade.
East of the Sun, West of the Moon
(1) Brooks Bowman
East of the sun
And west of the moon,
We'll build a dream house, so lovely
Near to the sun in a day,
Near to the moon at night,
We'll live in a lovely way dear
Living our love in pale moon light
Just you and I,
Forever and a day,
Love will not die,
We'll keep it that way,
Up among the stars we'll find
A harmony of life,
Too lovely tune
East of the sun
And west of the moon, dear,
East of the sun
And west of the moon.
(1) Cole Porter
You'd be so easy to love
So easy to idolize all others above
So worth the yearning for
So swell to keep every home fire burning for
We'd be so grand at the game
So carefree together that it does seem a shame
That you can't see your future with me
'cause you'd be, oh, so easy to love
Edelweiss, Edelweiss,
Every morning you greet me,
Small and White,
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me..
Blossoms of snow may you bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever
See Someone to Watch Over Me
Dozens of girls would storm up;
I had to lock my door.
Somehow I couldn't warm up
To one before.
What was it that controlled me?
What kept my love-life lean?
My intuition told me
You'd come on the scene.
Lady, listen to the rhythm of my heart beat,
And you'll get just what I mean.
Embrace me,
My sweet embraceable you.
Embrace me,
You irreplaceable you.
Just one look at you - my heart grew tipsy in me;
You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me.
I love all
The many charms about you;
Above all
I want my arms about you.
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa - come to papa - do !
My sweet embraceable you.
I went about reciting,
"Here's one who'll never fall !"
But I'm afraid the writing
Is on the wall.
My nose I used to turn up
When you'd besiege my heart;
Now I completely burn up
When you're slow to start.
I'm afraid you'll have to take the consequences;
You upset the apple cart.
Embrace me,
My sweet embraceable you.
Embrace me,
You irreplaceable you.
In your arms I find love so delectable, dear,
I'm afraid it isn't quite respectable, dear.
But hang it -
Come on, let's glorify love !
Ding dang it !
You'll shout, "Encore !" if I love.
Don't be a naughty papa,
Come to baby - come to baby - do !
My sweet embraceable you.
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
Guys think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Music: Carl Sigman; Lyrics: Herb Magidson
You work and work for years and years
You're always on the go
You never take a minute off
Too busy making dough
Some day you say you'll have your fun
When you're a millionaire
Imagine all the fun you'll have
In your old rocking chair
Chorus:
Enjoy yourself
It's later than you think
Enjoy yourself
While your still in the pink
The years go by
As quickly as a wink
Enjoy yourself
Enjoy yourself
It's later than you think!
(Repeat chorus)
You're gonna take that ocean trip
No matter come what may
You've got your reservations but
you just can't get away
Next year for sure you'll see the world
you'll really get around
But how far can you travel
when you're six feet under ground
(Repeat chorus)
Your heart of hearts, your dream of dreams
Your Ravishing brunette
She’s left you and she’s now become somebody else’s pet.
Lay down that gun, don’t try, my friend,
To reach the great beyond
You’ll have more fun by reaching for a readhead or a blond!
(Repeat chorus)
You’ll worry when the weather’s cold,
You worry when it’s hot.
You worry when you’re doing well,
You worry when you’re not.
It’s worry, worry, all the time,
You don’t know how to laugh
They’ll think of something funny,
When the write your epitaph!
(Repeat chorus)
You love somebody very much,
You’ like to set the date.
But money doesn’t grow on trees,
So you decided to wait.
You’re so afraid that you may bite off
More than you can chew
Don’t be afraid, you won’t have teeth,
When you reach ninety-two!
(Repeat chorus)
You never go to nightclubs,
You just don’t care to dance.
You don’t have time for silly things,
Like moonlight and romance.
You only think of dollar bills.
Tied neatly in a stack,
But when you kiss a dollar bill,
It doesn’t kiss you back!
(Repeat chorus)
Another birthday’s here and gone,
You’ve turned another page,
And suddenly you realize,
That you’ve reached middle age,
Just think of all of the fun you’ve missed,
It makes you kind of sad,
It’s better to have had your wish,
Than to have wished you had!
(Repeat chorus)
Every Street's a Boulevard in Old
(1)
I tell you every street's a boulevard
In old
Every street's a highway of your dreams
I like to shop on
And down in
You’ll like the people you meet
On
Have you ever been there?
Refrain
Every street's a boulevard in old
So keep smiling and you'll never wear a frown
Just remember there's an
And the
And Uptown and Down
That's why we're proud to be
A part of
Every street's a boulevard in old
Every street's a highway of your dreams
I like to shop on
Burgdorf's and Bloomingdales
You’ll like the people you meet
On
Have you ever been there?
Repeat Refrain
Have you ever been there
Every street's a boulevard in old
Streets are paved with happiness in old
We're proud you're a part of it
We're happy that you came
Each sidewalk is a concrete path to fame
Just remember there's an
And Uptown and Down
In this great big metropolis known as
Jule Stein Stephen Sondheim 1959 Gypsy
I had a dream, a dream about you, baby.
It's gonna come true, baby.
They think that we're through, but baby,
You'll be swell! You'll be great!
Gonna have the whole world on the plate!
Starting here, starting now,
Honey, everything's coming up roses!
Clear the decks! Clear the tracks!
You've got nothing to do but relax.
Blow a kiss. Take a bow.
Honey, everything's coming up roses!
Now's your inning. Stand the world on its ear!
Set it spinning! That'll be just the beginning!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
You got nothing to hit but the heights!
You'll be swell. You'll be great.
I can tell. Just you wait.
That lucky star I talk about is due!
Honey, everything's coming up roses for me and for you!
You can do it, all you need is a hand.
We can do it, Mama is gonna see to it!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
We got nothing to hit but the heights!
You’ll be swell, wait and see.
There's the bell! Follow me!
And nothing's gonna stop us 'til we're through!
Honey, everything's coming up roses and daffodils!
Everything's coming up sunshine and Santa Claus!
Everything's gonna be bright lights and lollipops!
Everything's coming up roses for me and for you!
Let me entertain you.
Let me make you smile.
Let me do a few tricks.
Some old and then some new tricks.
I'm very versatile.
And if you’re real good
I’ll make you feel good
I want your spirits to rise
So let me
Entertain you
And we'll have a real good time...
Yes Sir!
And we'll have a real goooooooood time.
Fisher, Goodwin, Shay
Everywhere you go
Sunshine follows you.
Everywhere you go,
Skies are always blue.
Children love you,
They seem to know,
You bring roses out of the snow.
The whole world says “Hello,”
Everywhere you go.
Lyrics by: Dorothy Fields. Music by: Jimmy McHugh
From the Show: Lew Leslie's International Revue (1930)
I know why I've waited, know why I've been blue,
Prayed each night for someone exactly like you.
Why should we spend money on a show or two.
No one does those love scenes exactly like you.
You make me feel so grand, I'd like to hand the world to you.
You seem to understand each foolish little scheme I'm scheming,
And the dream I'm dreaming,
Now I know why my mother taught me to be true,
She meant me for someone exactly like you.
(musical interlude)
You make me feel so grand, I wanna hand the world to you.
You seem to understand each foolish little scheme that I'm scheming,
And the dream that I'm dreaming,
Now I know why my mother, she taught me to be true,
She meant me for someone exactly like you.
Eyes Of
The eyes of
All the live long day
The eyes of
You cannot get away
Do not think you can escape them
At night or early in the morn
The eyes of
'Till Gabriel blows his horn
(1) Lyrics: Lorenz Hart; Music: Richard Rodgers
Falling in Love with Love
Is falling for make-believe!
Falling in Love with Love is playing the fool!
Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy!
Learning to trust is just for children in school.
I fell in love with love
One night when the moon was full
I was unwise with eyes unable to see!
I fell in love with love with love everlasting.
But Love fell out, with me!!
Repeat All
How can I hope to make you understand?
Why I do what I do?
Why I must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home I love.
Once I was happily content to be
As I was where I was
Close to the people who are close to me
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man would come?
Who would change the shape of my dreams?
Helpless now I stand with him
Watching older dreams grow dim
Oh what a melancholy choice this is
Wanting home, wanting him
Closing my heart to every hope but his
Leaving the home I love
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go
Who could imagine I'd be wandering so
Far from the home I love
Yet there with my love I'm home.
Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm
That pit-a-pats through my brain;
So darn persistent,
The day isn't distant
When it'll drive me insane.
Comes in the morning
Without any warning,
And hangs around me all day.
I'll have to sneak up to it
Someday, and speak up to it.
I hope it listens when I say:
Refrain:
Fascinating Rhythm,
You've got me on the go!
Fascinating Rhythm,
I'm all a-quiver.
When a mess you're making!
The neighbours want to know
Why I'm always shaking
Just like a flivver.
Each morning I get up with the sun -
Start a-hopping,
Never stopping -
To find at night no work has been done.
I know that
Once it didn't matter -
But now you're doing wrong;
When you start to patter
I'm so unhappy.
Won't you take a day off?
Decide to run along
Somewhere far away off -
And make it snappy!
Oh, how I long to be the man I used to be!
Fascinating rhythm,
On won't you stop picking on me?
Away above my head I see the strangest sight
A fiddler on the roof who's up there day and night
He fiddles when it rains, he fiddles when it snows
I've never seen him rest, yet on and on he goes
Refrain
What does it mean, this fiddler on the roof
Who fiddles every night and fiddles every
Why should he pick so curious a place
To play his little fiddler's tune
An unexpected breeze could blow him to the ground
Yet after every storm, I see he's still around
Whatever each day brings, this odd outlandish man
He plays his simple tune as sweetly as he can
Refrain
A fiddler on the roof, a most unlikely sight
It might not mean a thing, but then again it might!
Far From The Home I Love
How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do what I do,
Why I must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home I love.
Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was,
Close to the people who are close to me,
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man could come
Who would change the shape of his dreams.
Helpless now I stand with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing my heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home I love,
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go, I must go,
Who could imagine I'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home I love
Yet there with my love, I'm home.
How can she think we wouldn't understand
Why she does what she does,
Why she must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home she loves.
Once she was happily content to be
As she was, where she was,
Safe in the bosom to her family,
Here in the home she loves.
Who could see that a man could come
Who would change the shape of my dreams.
Helpless now she stands with him,
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing her heart to ev'ry hope but his,
Leaving the home she loves,
There where her heart has settled long ago
She must go, she must go, she must go,
Who could imagine she'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home she loves
Yet there with her love, she's home.
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear.
And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack"
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man."
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Bock and Harnick
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match.
Find me a find, catch me a catch.
Matchmaker, matchmaker,
Look through your book
And make me a perfect match.
Matchmaker, matchmaker, I'll bring the veil.
You bring the groom, slender and pale.
Bring me a ring, for I'm longing to be
The envy of all I see.
For Papa, make him a scholar.
For Mama, make him rich as a king.
For me, well, I wouldn't holler
If her were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match.
Find me a find, catch me a catch.
Night after night, in the dark, I'm alone.
So, find me a match of my own.
TSEITEL
Hodel, oh Hodel, have I made a match for you.
He's handsome! He's young! All right, he's 62.
But he's a nice man, a good catch. True? True!
I promise you'll be happy. And even if you're not,
There's more to life than that. Don't ask me what!
Chava! I've found him! Will you be a lucky bride!
He's handsome. He's tall!
That is, from side to side.
But he's a nice man, a good catch, Right? Right!
You've heard he has a temper.
He'll beat you every night.
But only when he's sober- so you're all right!
Did you think you'd get a prince?
Well I do the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background,
Be glad you got a man!
Matchmaker, matchmaker, you know that I'm
Still very young. Please, take your time.
Up to this minute, I've misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.
Dear Yenta, see that he's gentle.
Remember, you were also a bride.
It's not that I'm sentimental.
It's just that I'm terrified!
Matchmaker, matchmaker, plan me no plans.
I'm in no rush. maybe I've learned
Playing with matches a girl can get burned.
So bring me no ring, groom me no groom,
Find me no find, catch me no catch.
Unless he's a matchless match!
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took up Daniel once again,
Stood by his and side and- miracle of miracles-
Walked him through the lions den!
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
I was afraid that God would frown,
But like he did so long ago, at
God just made a wall fall down!
When Moses softened Pharaohs heart, that was a miracle.
When God made the waters of the red sea part, that was a miracle too!
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is that out of a worthless lump of clay,
God has made a man today.
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took the tailor by the hand
Turned him around and- miracle of miracles- Led him to the promised land!
When David slew Goliath (yes!), that was a miracle.
When God gave us matter in the wilderness, that was a miracle too.
But of all God's miracles large and small,
The most miraculous one of all
Is the one I thought could never be:
God has given you to me.
tevye
Is this the little girl I carried,
Is this the little boy at play?
golde
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?
tevye
When did she get to be a beauty,
When did he grow to be so tall?
golde
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?
men
Swiftly flow the days.
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.
Refrain (everyone)
Swiftly fly the years,
One season following another,
Laiden with happiness and tears.
tevye
What words of wisdom can i give them,
How can I help to ease their way?
golde
Now they must learn from one another,
Day by day.
perchik
They look so natural together.
hodel
Just like two newlyweds should be.
perchik and hodel
Is there a canopy in store for me?
Repeat Refrain (everyone)
To life! To life! L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
If you've been lucky,
Then Monday was No worse than Sunday was,
Drink l'chai-im, to life.
To life, l'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
One day it's honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L'chai-im, to life!
Our great men have written words of
Wisdom to be used
When hardship must be faced;
Life obliges us with hardship
So the words of wisdom
shouldn't go to waste.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
To life, to life, l'chai-im,!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
Life has a way of confusing us
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink l'chaim, to life,
To life, l'chaim!
L'chaim, l'chaim, to life!
A gift we seldom are wise enough
Ever to prize enough,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful
Even though our hearts lie panting on the floor;
How much more can we be joyful,
When there's really something
To be joyful for.
To life, to life, L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink l'chai-im, to life! l'chai-im !
EVYE
Tradition,
tradition! Tradition!
Tradition, tradition! Tradition!
TEVYE & PAPAS
Who, day and night, must scramble for a living,
Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers?
And who has the right, as master of the house,
To have the final word at home?
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
GOLDE & MAMAS
Who must know the way to make a proper home,
A quiet home, a kosher home?
Who must raise the family and run the home,
So Papa's free to read the holy books?
The Mama, the Mama! Tradition!
The Mama, the Mama! Tradition!
SONS
At three, I started Hebrew school. At ten, I learned a trade.
I hear they've picked a bride for me. I hope she's pretty.
The son, the son! Tradition!
The son, the son! Tradition!
DAUGHTERS
And who does Mama teach to mend and tend and fix,
Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks?
The daughter, the daughter! Tradition!
The daughter, the daughter! Tradition!
If anyone had told me
A year and a half ago
That Moury would be gone
I wouldn’t have believed it.
If any had told me
I’d open up a store
Make a go of it what’s more
I wouldn’t have believed it.
If anyone had told me
A year and a half ago
That I’d be dancing
Going to a ballroon dancing
I’d have said, “Who me?”
I’d have said, “Not me!”
If anyone had told me
A year and a half ago
That there would be a man
I wouldn’t have believed it.
To think my eyes would shine again
That what was lost
Could be mine again
I wouldn’t have believed it.
I don’t iron his shirts
I don’t sew on his buttons
I don’t know all of the jokes he tells
Or the songs he hums
Though I may hold him
All through the night
He may not be there
When the morning comes
I don’t pick out his ties
Or expect his tomorrows
But I feel when he’s in my arms
He’s where he wants to be
We have no memories bittersweet with time
And I doubt if he’ll spend New Years Eve with me
I don’t share share his name
I don’t wear his ring
There’s no piece of paper
Saying that he’s mine
But he says that he loves me
And I believe it’s true
Doesn’t that make someone
Belong to you?
So I don’t share share his name
So I don’t wear his ring
So there’s no piece of paper
Saying that he’s mine
So we don’t have the memories
I have enough memories
I’ve washed enough mornings
I’ve dried enough evenings
Had enough birthdays
To know what I want!
Life is anyone’s guess
It’s a constant surprise
You don’t plan to fall in love
But when you fall, you fall
But I’d rather have fifty percent of him
Or any percent of him
Then all of anybody else at all!
Fly me to the moon
Let me play amoung the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me
Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you.
Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and Adore
In other words, please be true !!!!!!!!!!!!
In other words
In other wordsss, I love you !!!!!!!!
Gershwin
A foggy day, in
Had me low, had me down
I viewed the morning, with alarm
The
How long I wondered, would this thing last
But the age of miracles, hadn't passed
And suddenly, I saw you there
And in foggy
The sun was shining everywhere
(Repeat all)
For all we know, we may never meet again
Before you go, make this moment sweet again
We won't say "Good night" until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it
For all we know, this may only be a dream
We come and go, like a ripple on a stream
So love me tonight; tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come, for all we know
So love me tonight; tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come for all we know
Lyrics: Edgar Leslie and E. Ray Goetz
Music: George W. Meyer
What a beautiful day
For a wedding in May!
See the people all stare
At the loveable pair.
She's a vision of joy,
He's the luckiest boy.
In his wedding array
Hear him smilingly say:
The bells are ringing for me and my gal,
The birds are singing for me and my gal.
Everybody's been knowing
To a wedding they're going
And for weeks they've been sewing,
Every Susie and Sal.
They're congregating for me and my gal,
The Parson's waiting for me and my gal.
And someday
I'm goin' to build a little home for two,
For three or four or more,
In love-land for me and my gal.
See the relatives there
Looking over the pair!
They can tell at a glance
It's a loving romance.
It's a wonderful sight
As the families unite.
Gee! It makes the boy proud
As he says to the crowd:
The bells are ringing for me and my gal,
The birds are singing for me and my gal.
Everybody's been knowing
To a wedding they're going
And for weeks they've been sewing,
Every Susie and Sal.
They're congregating for me and my gal,
The Parson's waiting for me and my gal.
And sometime
I'm goin' to build a little home for two,
For three or four or more,
In Love-land for me and my gal.
Repeat chorus
For Once In My Life
(1) Murden/Miller
For once in my life
I’ve got someone who needs me
Someone I’ve needed so long
For once unafraid I can go where life leads me
And somehow I know I’ll be strong
For once I can touch
What my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew
Someone warm like you
Could make my dreams come true
For once in my life I won’t let sorrow hurt me
Not like it’s hurt me before
For once I’ve got someone
I know won’t desert me
And I’m not alone anymore
For once I can say "This is mine you can’t take it"
As long as I know I’ve got love I can make it
For once in my life
I’ve got someone who needs me
Lyrics: Al Dubin; Music: Joe Burke
I would gather stars out of the blue,
For you, for you.
I would make a string of pearls out of the dew,
For you, for you.
Over the highway and over the street,
Carpets of clover I'll lay at your feet.
There's nothing in this world I would not do,
For you, just for you.
Over the highway and over the street,
Carpets of clover I'm gonna lay at your feet.
There is nothing in this world I would not do, baby, for you, just for you.
Lyrics: Al Dubin, Music by Harry Warren
Come and meet those dancing feet
On the avenue I'm taking you to
Hear the beat of dancing feet
It's the song I love the melody of
Little nifties from the fifties, innocent and sweet
Sexy ladies from the eighties, who are indiscreet
They're side by side, they're glorified
Where the underworld can meet the elite
Come and meet those dancing feet
On the avenue I'm taking you to
Hear the beat of dancing feet
It's the song I love the melody of
Little nifties from the fifties, innocent and sweet
Sexy ladies from the eighties, who are indiscreet
They're side by side, they're glorified
Where the underworld can meet the elite
Naughty, bawdy, gawdy, sporty,
Forty-Five Minutes From Broadway
Music and Lyrics by George M. Cohan (1906)
Verse 1
The West, so they say,
Is home of the jay,
And
That can grind them.
This may all be,
But just take it from me,
You don't have to go
Out West to find them.
If you want to see
The real jay delegation,
The place where the
Real rubens dwell.
Just hop on a train
At the Grand Central Station.
Get off when they shout
"
Refrain 1
Only forty-five minutes from Broadway,
Think of the changes it brings;
For the short time it takes,
What a diff'rence it makes
In the ways of the people and things.
Oh! What a fine bunch of rubens,
Oh! what a jay atmosphere;
They have whiskers like hay,
And imagine Broadway
Only forty-five minutes from here.
Verse 2
When the bunco men hear that their game is so near,
They'll be swarming here thicker than bees are.
In Barnum's best days, why he never saw jays
That were easier to get to than these are.
You tell them old jokes and they laugh till they sicken,
There's giggles and grins here to let.
I told them that one about "Why does a chicken,
The rubens are all laughing yet.
Refrain 2
Only forty-five minutes from Broadway,
Not a cafe in the town;
Oh! The place is a bird,
No one here ever heard
Of Delmonico, Rector or Browne.
With a ten-dollar bill you're a spendthrift;
If you open a bottle of beer
You're a sport, so they say,
And imagine Broadway
Only forty-five minutes from here.
Frankie and Johnny were lovers,
Oh, Lordy, how they could love.
They were as true to each other
As the moon and the stars above.
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket of beer.
Says to the fat bartender,
"Has my Johnny baby been here?"
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
"Ain't gonna tell you no story,
Ain't gonna tell you no lie.
Johnny was here 'bout an hour ago
With that two-bit Nellie Bly.
He was your man, but he's a-doin' you wrong."
Frankie went home in a hurry,
And she didn't go for fun.
And under her favorite old apron,
Ahe stashed Johnny's 38 gun.
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
Frankie went down to
Looked in a window so high.
She saw her Johnny man a-lovin' up
On that cheap tramp, Nellie Bly.
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
Johnny saw Frankie a-comin',
And out in the back he did scoot.
But Frankie took aim with that old 38
and she fired out a rootie-toot-toot.
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
"Oh, roll me over so easy
Oh, roll me over so slow.
Oh, roll me over so easy, boys,
'cause my wounds are a-hurtin' me so.
I was her man, but I was doin' her wrong."
Oh, bring on your rubber-tired carriage,
Bring on your rubber-tired hack.
They're takin' your man to the graveyard
And they ain't gonna bring him back.
He was your man, but he was doin' you wrong.
The sheriff arrested poor Frankie,
Took her to jail right away.
He locked her up in a dingy old cell
And he threw the key away.
She shot her man, though he was doin' her wrong.
This story has no moral, this story has no end.
This story only goes to show
That there ain't no good in men.
He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
Cole Porter
From this moment on you and me dear.
Only two for tea dear from this moment on.
From this happy day no more blue songs.
Only hoopty-do songs from this moment on.
For you got the love I need so much,
Got the skin I love to touch.
Got the arms to hold me tight.
You got the sweet lips to kiss me good night.
From this moment on, you and I babe, we'll be riding high babe.
Every care is gone.
From this moment on
I got the horse right here,
The name is Paul Revere,
And here's a guy that says if the weather's clear,
Can do, Can do, This guys says the horse can do,
If he says the horse can do,
Can do, Can do,
This guy says the horse can do
If he says the horse can do, Can do, Can do.
For Paul Revere I'll bite,
I hear his foot's all right.
Of course it all depends if it rained last night.
Likes mud, Likes mud,
This "X" means the horse likes mud,
If that means the horse likes mud,
Likes mud, Likes mud.
I'll tell you Paul Revere,
Now this is no bum steer,
It's from a handicapper that's real sincere.
Can do, Can do, This guy says the horse can do.
If he says the horse can do, Can do, Can do.
Paul Revere, I got the horse right here.
Benny
I'm picking Valentine,
Cause on the morning line,
This guy has got him figured at five to nine
Has chance, Has chance,
This guy says the horse has chance,
If he says the horse has chance,
Has chance, Has chance.
I know it's Valentine,
The morning works looks fine.
Besides the jockey's brother's a friend of mine.
Needs race, Needs race,
My friend says the horse needs race.
If he says the horse needs race,
Needs race, Needs race.
I go for Valentine,
Cause on the morning line,
The guy has got him figured at five to nine.
Has chance, Has chance,
This guy says the horse has chance.
Valentine,
I got the horse right here.
Benny
I'm picking Valentine,
Cause on the morning line,
This guy has got him figured at five to nine
Has chance, Has chance,
This guy says the horse has chance,
If he says the horse has chance,
Has chance, Has chance.
I know it's Valentine,
The morning works looks fine.
Besides the jockey's brother's a friend of mine.
Needs race, Needs race,
My friend says the horse needs race.
If he says the horse needs race,
Needs race, Needs race.
I go for Valentine,
Cause on the morning line,
The guy has got him figured at five to nine.
Has chance, Has chance,
This guy says the horse has chance.
Valentine,
I got the horse right here.
Rusty
But look at Epitaph,
He wins it by a half,
According to this here in the Telegraph,
Big threat, Big threat,
This guy calls the horse big threat.
If he calls the horse big threat,
Big threat, Big threat.
And just a minute boys,
I've got the feed box noise,
It says the great grandfather was Equipoise.
Shows class, Shows class,
This guy says the horse shows class,
If he says the horse shows class,
Shows class, Shows class.
So make it Epitaph,
He wins it by a half,
According to this here in the Telegraph.
Epitaph,
I got the horse right
Music Man
Let me say it once again.
That's the town that "knew me when."
If you'd like to have a logical explanation
How I happened on this elegant syncopation,
I will say without a moment of hesitation
There is just one place
That can light my face.
Gary Indiana,
Not
but
Gary Indiana,
My home sweet home.
If you'd like to have a logical explanation
How I happened on this elegant syncopation,
I will say without a moment of hesitation
There is just one place
That can light my face.
Gary Indiana,
Not
but
Gary Indiana,
My home sweet home.
(1) Stuart Gorrell/Hoagy
Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through
Just an old sweet song keeps
Georgia, Georgia, a song of you
Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines.
Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you.
Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps
Melodies bring memories
That linger in my heart
Make me think of
Why did we ever part?
Some sweet day when blossoms fall
And all the world's a song
I'll go back to
'Cause that's where I belong
Lyrics and Music by Harold Arlen & Ted Koehler
Forget your troubles and just, get happy
You better chase all your cares away.
Sing hallelujah come on, get happy
Get ready for the judgment day.
The sun is shinin’ come on, get happy
The Lord is waitin’ to take your hand.
Shout hallelujah come on, get happy
We’re going to the promised land.
We’re headin’ cross the river,
Wash your sins away In the tide.
It’s all so peaceful on the other side.
Forget your troubles and just, get happy
You better chase all your cares away
Shout hallelujah come on, get happy
Get ready for the judgment day.
I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
We'll have a whopper, pull out the stopper
Get me to the church on time
I've got to be there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Pull out your compass, kick up a rompass
Get me to the church on time
If I am dancing roll up the floor
If I am romancing, whisk me out the door
I'm gettin'' married in the morning
Ding-ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
Someone who is able, lift up the table
Boys come and kiss me, say that you'll miss me
Get me to the church,
Get me to the church,
For god sake Get me to the church, on time
(See I Could Have Danced All Nice)
Getting to know you,
Getting to know all about you.
Getting to like you,
Getting to hope you like me.
Getting to know you,
Putting it my way but nicely.
You are precisely,
My cup of tea.
Getting to know you,
Getting to feel free and easy.
When I am with you,
Getting to know what to say.
Haven't you noticed,
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy,
Because of all the beautiful and new
Things I'm learning about you
Day by day.
Annie Get Your Gun
The girl that I marry will have to be
As soft and as pink as a nursery
The girl I call my own
Will wear satin and laces and smell of cologne
Her nails will be polished
And in her hair she'll wear a gardenia
And I'll be there
Instead of flittin', I'll be sittin'
Next to her I'll purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry,
The girl that I marry must be.
Instead of flittin', I'll be sittin'
Next to her I'm cheerful like a kitten
A doll I can carry,
The girl that I marry must be
Give Me The Simple Life
Words & Music by Harry Ruby & Rube Bloom 1959
I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
Why mess around with strife?
I never was cut out to step and strut out.
Give me the simple life.
Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant.
Those things roll off my knife;
Just serve me tomatoes; and mashed potatoes;
Give me the simple life.
Bridge:
A cottage small is all I'm after,
Not one that's spacious and wide.
A house that rings with joy and laughter
And the ones you love inside.
Some like the high road, I like the low road,
Free from the care and strife.
Sounds corny and seedy, but yes, indeed-y;
Give me the simple life.
Did you ever see two Yankees part upon a foreign
shore?
When the good ship's just about to start for Old
With tear dimmed eye, they say goodbye
They're friends, without a doubt;
When the man on the pier shouts, "Let them clear!"
As the ship strikes out.
Give my regards to Broadway!
Remember me to
Tell all the gang at
That I will soon be there!
Whisper of how I'm yearning
To mingle with the old time throng!
Give my regards to Old Broadway
And say that I'll be there, 'ere long!
(1)
You've got to give a little, take a little,
And let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
Until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
As long as there's the two of us,
We've got the world and all its charms.
And when the world is through with us,
We've got each other's arms.
You've got to win a little, lose a little,
And always have the blues a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love
Johnny Mercer
Glow, little glow-worm, fly of fire
Glow like an incandescent wire
Glow for the female of the specie
Turn on the A-C and the D-C
This night could use a little brightning
Light up, you li'l ol' bug of lightning
When you gotta glow, you gotta glow
Glow little glow-worm glow.
Glow, little glow-worm, glow and glimmer
Swim through the sea of night, little swimmer
Thou aer-o-nau-tic-al boll weevil
Il-lu-mi-nate yon
woods primeval
See how the shadows deep and darken
You and your chick should get to sparking
I got a gal that I love so
Glow little glow-worm glow.
Glow, little glow-worm, turn the key on
you are equipped with tail light neon
You got a cute vest-pocket Mazda
Which you can make both slow or "Fazda"
I don't know who you took a shine to
Or who you're out to make a sign to
I got a gal that I love so
Glow little glow-worm glow.
(1) Music: Harry Warren; Lyrics: Al Dubin; Premiere: 1935
Verse:
If you've a melancholy case of the blues,
I've got a remedy for you.
If you've an ounce of rhythm down in your shoes,
Then I'll change your point of view;
Chorus:
If you've been singin' a sad and blue song,
Go into your dance.
Until you learn how to sing a new song,
Go into your dance.
Don't be complainin',
Learn how to smile;
And if it's rainin',
Dance in the rain a while.
Put off your sorrow until tomorrow,
Go into your dance;
Shake your shoes and go into your dance.
Bricusse/Newley
I'm gonna build a mountain
From a little hill
I'm gonna build a mountain
Least I hope I will
I'm gonna build a mountain
I'm gonna build it high
I don't know how I'm gonna do it
Only know I'm gonna try
I'm gonna build a daydream
From a little hope
I'm gonna push the daydream
Up that mountain top
I'm gonna build a daydream
I'm gonna see it through
I'm gonna build a mountain and a daydream
I'm gonna make them both come true
I'm gonna build a heaven
And I will someday
And the lord sends Gabriel
To take me away
I want a fine young son
To take my place
I'll leave my son in my heaven
On earth with the good lord's grace
I want a fine young son
To take my place
I'll leave my son in my heaven
On earth with the good lord's grace
Yeah.....
Good mornin', good mornin'
We've talked the whole night through
Good mornin', good mornin' to you
Good mornin', good mornin'
It's great to stay out late
Good mornin', good mornin' to you
When the band began to play,
The stars were shining bright.
Now the milkman's on his way-
It's too late to say good'night
So, good mornin', good mornin'
Sunbeams will still smile through
Good mornin', good mornin' to you
And you and you and you
Good mornin', good mornin'
We gabbed the whole night through
Good mornin, good mornin' to you
Nothin' could be grander than to be in
in the mornin', in the mornin'
It's GREAT to stay up late
Good mornin' good mornin' to you
It might be just as zippy if we was in
in the mornin', in the mornin' with you
When we left the movie show,
The future wasn't bright
But came dawn, the show goes on
And I don't wanna say good-night
So say good mornin', good mornin'
Rainbows are shining through
Good mornin
Boungiorno!
Good mornin
Buenos Dias!
Good mornin to you
James Rado (From Hair)
Chorus
Good morning starshine
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song
Repeat Chorus
Singing a song
Humming a song
Singing a song
Loving a song
Laughing a song
Singing a song
Sing the song
Song song song sing
Sing sing sing sing song
Good morning starshine
The universe rings
With milky way music
Our blue planet sings
Good morning starshine
And someday so strong
They'll hear the song we sang
Our early morning singing song
Words and Music: Huddie Leadbetter, John Lomax
Irene, goodnight
Irene, goodnight
Goodnight, Irene, goodnight, Irene
I’ll see you in my dreams.
Last Saturday night I got married,
Me and my wife settled down,
Now, me and my wife are parted,
I’m going to take another stroll downtown.
Irene, goodnight,
Irene, goodnight,
Goodnight, Irene, goodnight Irene,
I’ll see you in my dreams
Sometimes I live in the country,
Sometimes I live in the town,
Sometimes I have a great notion,
To jump into the river and drown.
Irene, goodnight,
Irene, goodnight,
Goodnight, Irene, goodnight Irene,
I’ll see you in my dreams.
Stop ramblin’ and stop your gamblin’,
Stop stayin’ out late at night,
Go home to your wife and your fam’ly,
Sit down by the fireside bright.
Irene, goodnight,
Irene, goodnight,
Goodnight, Irene, goodnight, Irene,
I’ll see you in my dreams
Meredith Willson
Good night, my someone.
Good night, my love.
Sleep tight, my someone.
Sleep tight, my love.
Our star is shining its brightest light,
For good night, my love, for good night.
Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might.
So good night, my someone, good night.
True love can be whispered from heart to heart,
When lovers are parted," they say.
But I must depend on a wish and a star
As long as my heart doesn't know who you are.
Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might.
So good night, my someone, good night.
Good night! Good night
Goody Goody
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer; Music: Matty Malneck 1936
You told me that there wasn't a lesson in lovin' You hadn't learned Oh yeah? Oh Yeah?
You told me that you keep playing with fire Without getting burned. Oh yeah? Oh Yeah?
So you met someone
Who set you back on your heels,
goody goody!
So, you met someone
And now you know how it feels,
Goody goody!
So you gave him your heart too
Just as I gave mine to you
And he broke it in little pieces,
Now, how do you do?
So you lie awake just singin’ the blues all night
Goody goody!
So you think that love’s a barrel of dynamite?
Hooray and hallelujah!
You had it comin’ to ya!
Goody goody for him! Goody goody for me!
And I hope you’re satisfied, you rascal you!
Do you remember me sittin’ all alone
Waitin’ for a tinkle from the telephone
Now, the action,
Goody goody!
Yes, you must remember me, I was home for you
Sittin’, waitin’, hopin’ like you told me to
Now, the action,
‘Cause, you met someone
Who set you back on your heels, goody goody!
So, you met someone
And now you know how it feels
Hooray and hallelujah! You had it comin’ to ya!
Goody goody for him! Goody goody for me!
And I hope you’re satisfied, you rascal –
I hope she tans your hide, you rascal!
So, goody good good for me, you rascal you!
Showtune
On the radio today, all they ever play is
Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!
Well, I've had it up to here!
So please don't bend my ear
With punk, or funk, it's junk!
When I pine for a lyric line or a mellow melody,
Guys like Hammerstein, and Jule Styne
Are the stars that shine for me.
Wanna sing... A show tune,
Good ol' Broadway show tune
Nothing that has no tune,
Something that has heart.
Something you can hum or can strum by the hour,
Something kind of light
That's as bright as a flower,
Something with a tune
You can croon in the shower,
To help the day start.
You can keep those rock songs,
I don't need those schlock songs,
Only summer stock songs set me tapping my toe!
How I love to sing a ditty that's witty and stylish,
Something Gershwin-esque,
Porter-esque or Kurt Weill-ish.
Wanna sing a show tune, from a broadway show.
Hello dolly, some enchanted evening,
I'm just a guy who can’t say no.
Something you can la-dah-dah-dah by the hour,
Make believe you're Bennett, or Fosse, or Gower,
Something you can scat,
Slightly flat, in the shower,
Who cares if it's art?
You can keep those rock songs,
I don't need those schlock songs,
Only summer stock songs get me rarin' to go!
From Cabaret to Carousel
Let me tell you how fond I'm
Of anything by
Wanna sing a show tune,
A Lerner and Loewe tune,
Gotta sing a show tune, from a broadway show!
A western street with eastern manners,
Tall pagodas and golden banners
Throw their shadows through the lantern glow.
You can shop for precious jade or teakwood tables or silk brocade
Or see a bold and brassy night club show,
On the most exciting thoroughfare I know.
We call it
Looks down from
Over a foggy bay.
You travel there in a trolley,
In a trolley up you climb,
Dong! Dong!
You're in
Having yourself a time.
You can eat, if you are in the mood,
Shark-fin soup, bean cake fish.
The girl who serves you all your food
Is another tasty dish!
You know you
Can't have a new way of living
Till you're living all the way
On
Where is that?--
That's where's that!
Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
Words: Sammy Cahn Music: Jule Styne
The torch I carry is handsome
It's worth its heartache in ransom
Now when that twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels
When I want rain, I get sunny weather
I'm just as blue, blue as the sky
Since love has gone, I can't get myself together
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
My friend ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy
I've got to get a new alibi
I hang around at home, and ask myself: "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
Dry little tear drops, my little tear drops
Moving on a stream of dreams
My little memories, those precious memories
Remind me of our crazy schemes
Then somebody says, just forget about her
But I gave that treatment a try
Strangely enough, I got along without her
Then one day she passed me right by - oh well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
J. Yellen and M. Ager
So long sad times
Go long bad times
We are rid of you at last
Howdy gay times
Cloudy gray times
You are now a thing of the past
Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again
Altogether shout it now
There's no one
Who can doubt it now
So let's tell the world about it now
Happy days are here again
Your cares and troubles are gone
There'll be rain no more from now on
From now on ...
Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So, Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy times
Happy nights
Happy days
Are here again!
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
Happy talk, keep talking happy talk,
Talk about things you'd like to do,
You gotta have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about a moon floating in de sky
Looking like a lily on a lake,
Talk about a bird learning how to fly
Making all the music he can make
Happy talk, keep talking' happy talk,
Talk about things you'd like to do,
You gotta have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about a star looking like a toy
Peeking through de branches of a tree,
Talk about a girl, talk about a boy,
Counting all de ripples on de sea
Happy talk, keep talking happy talk,
Talk about things you'd like to do
You gotta have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about a boy saying to de girl:
"Golly, baby, I'm a lucky cuss!"
Talk about a girl saying to de boy:
"You an' me is lucky to be us!"
Happy talk, keep talking' happy talk,
Talk about things you'd like to do,
You gotta have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
If you don't talk happy and you never dream,
Then you'll never have a dream come true.
Happy To Make Your Acquaintance
From The Most Happy Fella
Music & Lyrics: Frank Loesser
When you meet somebody
For the first time
There are spcial things
You're supposed to say
Which you may not mean
But they sound polite as can be
Would you like to learn them?
Well then, repeat after me
Happy to make your acquaintance.
'Appy to make your acquaintance.
Thank you so much, I feel fine.
T'ank you so much, omma feel fine.
Happy to make your acquaintance
:Acquaintance
And let me say the pleasure
Da pleasure: Is Mine.
Da pleasure's-a mine.
How do you do? Pleased to know you.
'Ow do you do? Pleased to know you.
And though my English is poor.
My English is-a goddamn' poor!
Happy to make your acquaintances
Now won't you please say, likewise.
Look-a-wise.
No. Likewise.
Like-a-ways
No. Likewise.
Oh, like-a-wise.
I'm sure.
Happy To Make Your Acquaintance Reprise
How do you do? Pleased to know you.
And though my English is poor.
Happy to make your acquaintances
Now won't you please say,likewise?
Look-a-wise
No. likewise
Like-a-ways.
No. likewise.
Oh. Likewise
I'm sure
by Dale Evans
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
Jack Yellen, Milton Ager. Bob Bigelow, Charles Bates
They call her hard hearted Hannah,
The vamp of
The meanest gal in town.
Leather is tough but Hannah's heart is tougher.
She's a gal who loves to see men suffer.
To tease 'em and thrill 'em,
To torture and kill 'em
Is her delight they say.
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan.
There was Hannah throwin' water
On a drownin' man.
That's hard hearted Hannah,
The vamp of
They call her hard hearted Hannah,
The vamp of
The meanest gal in town.
Talk of your cold refrigerating Mammas,
Brother, she's the polar bear's pajamas.
To tease 'em and thrill 'em,
To torture and kill 'em
Is her delight they say.
An ev'ning spent with Hannah
Sitting on your knees
Is like trav'ling thru
She's hard hearted Hannah,
The vamp of
(1) Words and Music by George M. Cohan
Verse 1:
Who is the man who will spend or will even lend?
Harrigan, That's Me!
Who is your friend when you find that you need a friend?
Harrigan, That's Me!
For I'm just as proud of my name you see,
As an Emperor, Czar or a King, could be.
Who is the man helps a man every time he can?
Harrigan, That's Me!
Chorus
H - A - double R - I - G - A - N spells Harrigan
Proud of all the Irish blood that's in me; Devil a man can say a word agin me.
H - A - double R - I - G - A - N, you see,
Is a name that a shame never has been connected with, Harrigan, That's me!
Verse 2:
Who is the man never stood for a gad about?
Harrigan, That's Me!
Who is the man that the town's simply mad about?
Harrigan, That's Me!
The ladies and babies are fond of me,
I'm fond of them, too, in return, you see.
Who is the gent that's deserving a monument?
Harrigan, That's Me!
Five foot two, eyes of blue,
Oh, what those five feet could do:
Has anybody seen my gal?
Turned-up nose, turned-down hose
Flapper? Yes sir, one of those
Has anybody seen my gal?
Well, if you run into a five-foot-two
Covered with pearls,
Diamond rings, all those things,
Bet your life it isn't her
But could she love, could she coo!
Cootchie-cootchie-cootchie coo!
Has anybody seen my gal?
Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Gene Austin or Bert Lown
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone,
Though our friendship ceases from now on,
And if you can't say anything that's nice,
Then please don’t talk at all, is my advice,
We're parting, you go your way,
I'll go mine, it's best that we do,
Here's a kiss! I hope that this
Brings, Lots of luck to you.
Makes no difference how I carry on,
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone.
Al Hoffman, John Klenner
Heartaches, heartaches
My loving you meant only heartaches
Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me
I can't believe it's just a burning memory
Heartaches, heartaches
What does it matter how my heart breaks
I should be happy with someone new
But my heart aches for you
Heartaches, heartaches
What does it matter how my heart breaks
I should be happy with someone new
But my heart aches
And my heart breaks
And my heart aches for you
By Hoagy Carmichael and Frank Loesser
Heart and soul, I fell in love with you
Heart and soul, the way a fool would do, madly
Because you held me tight
And stole a kiss in the night
Heart and soul, I begged to be adored
Lost control, and tumbled overboard, gladly
That magic night we kissed
There in the moon mist
Oh! but your lips were thrilling, much too thrilling
Never before were mine so strangely willing
But now I see, what one embrace can do
Look at me, it's got me loving you madly
That little kiss you stole
Held all my heart and soul
Irving Berlin
We’re having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The temperature’s rising,
It isn’t surprising,
She certainly can, can-can.
She started a heat wave
By letting her seat wave
In such a way that
The customers say that
She certainly can can-can.
Gee, her anatomy
Makes the mercury
Jump to ninety-three.
We’re having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The way that she moves
That thermometer proves
That she certainly can can-can.
Heart Of My Heart
Ben Ryan
Recorded by The Four Aces featuring Al Alberts
"Heart Of My Heart", I love that melody
"Heart Of My Heart" brings back a memory
When we were kids on the corner of the street
We were rough 'n ready guys
But oh, how we could harmonize
"Heart Of My Heart"
Meant friends were dearer then
Too bad we had to part
I know a tear would glisten
If once more I could listen
To that gang that sang "Heart Of My Heart"
C'mon now, let's everybody sing!
"Heart Of My Heart", I love that melody
"Heart Of My Heart" brings back a memory
When we were kids on the corner of the street
We were rough 'n ready guys
But oh, how we could harmonize
"Heart Of My Heart"
Meant friends were dearer then (do-do-do-do-do)
Too bad we had to part (to part, to part, to part)
I know a tear would glisten
If once more I could listen
To that gang that sang "Heart Of My Heart"
"Heart Of My Heart"
(Cheek to cheek)
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so
That I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find
The happiness I seek
When we're out together
Dancing, cheek to cheek.
Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang
Around me thro' the week
Seem to vanish like
A gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together
Dancing, cheek to cheek.
Repeat from here
Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me thro' to Heaven
I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so
That I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find
The happiness I seek
When we're out together
Dancing cheek to cheek
(1) Cliff Friend
All day long I jump and run about
You can always hear me shoutin' out
Hello Bluebird
Got no time for blues or anything.
I’m so happy I just wanna sing
Hello Bluebird.
Blue skies, sunshine,
Friends that are real.
Old folks, sweat heart
Oh how I feel.
I’ll not go roamin’ like I did again
I’ll stay home and be a kid again
Hello Bluebird Hello
Repeat all then
Happy Happy Bluebird
Mister Bluebird, Hello!
I went away from the lights of
And into my personal haze,
But now that I'm back in the lights of
Tomorrow will be brighter than the good old days
Hello, Dolly,
Well, hello, Dolly.
It's so nice to have you back where you belong.
You're looking swell, Dolly,
I can tell, Dolly,
You're still glowin', you're still crowin',
You're still goin' strong.
We feel the room swayin
For the band's playin
One of your old fav-rite songs from way back when.
Golly Gee, fellas,
Find her an empty knee, fellas.
Dolly'll never go away again.
Hello, Dolly,
Well, hello, Dolly.
It's so nice to have you back where you belong.
You're looking swell, Dolly,
I can tell, Dolly,
You're still glowin', you're still crowin',
You're still goin' strong.
We feel the room swayin
For the band's playin
One of your old fav-rite songs from way back when.
Wowo wow wow, fellas,
Look at the old girl now fellas.
Dolly'll never go away,
Dolly'll never go away,
Dolly'll never go away again.
Written by J. Herman
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye. Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye. Goodbye.
Don't try to stop me Horace, please...
Wave your little hand and whisper
So long dearie
You ain't gonna see me anymore
And when you discover that your life is dreary
Don't you come a knockin' at my door
'Cause I'll be all dolled up
And singin' that song
That says you dog, I told you so
So wave your little hand and whisper
So long dearie
Dearie, should have said so long. So long ago
Because you've treated me so rotten and rough
I've had enough of feelin' low
So wave your little hand and whisper
So long dearie
Dearie would have said so long . So long ago
For I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
To a fancy new address
Yes, I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
On board that happiness express
I'm gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette
I'm go'n as far away from
And on those cold winter nights, Horace...
You can snuggle up to your cash register.
It's a little lumpy but it rings!
Don't come a knockin' I'll be all dolled up
And singin' that song
That says you dog, I told you so
So Horace, you will find your life a sad old story
You'll be livin' in that lonesome territory
When you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory
Oh I should have said so long...
How could I have been wrong?
Oh, I should have said so long... So long ago!
Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my ragtime gal
Send me a kiss by wire
Baby, my hearts on fire
If you refuse me
Honey, you'll lose me
Then you'll be left alone
Oh baby, telephone
And tell me I'm your own
Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my ragtime gal
Send me a kiss by wire
Baby, my hearts on fire
If you refuse me
Honey, you'll lose me
Then you'll be left alone
Oh baby, telephone
And tell me I'm your own
Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
Hello, Twelve
Hello, Thirteen
Hello, Love
Changes, Oh
Down below, up above
Time to doubt
To break out
It's a mess, it's a mess
Time to grow, time to go
Adolesce, Adolesce
Too young to take over
Too old to ignore
Gee, I'm almost ready
But what for
There's a lot I am not certain of
Repeat above then sing
Goodbye, Twelve
Goodbye, Thirteen
Goodbye, Fourteen
Goodbye, Fifteen
Goodbye, Sixteen
Goodbye, Seventeen
Hello, love...
Don't do it
Don't do it
And now life really begins...
Don't do it
Don't do it
And now life really begins...
Hello young lovers who ever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good wishes go with you tonight
I've been in love like you
Be brave young lovers and follow your star
Be brave and faithful and true
Cling very close to each other tonight
I've been in love like you
Repeat from here
I know how it feels to have wings on your heels
And fly down the street in a trance
You fly down a street on a chance that you'll meet
And you meet not really by chance
Don't cry young lovers what ever you do
Don't cry because I'm alone
All of my memories are happy tonight
I've had a love of my own
I've had a love of my own like yours
I've had a love of my own
When I think of Tom, I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the gray mist of
I remember this
And I always will
There are new lovers now on the same silent hill
Looking at the same blue sea
And I know Tom and I are a part of them still
And they're all a part of Tom and me
Don't cry young lovers whatever you do…
Music: Jimmy McHugh Lyrics: Harold Adamson, 1945
Here comes heaven again
Get that angel face
You don't need a halo or wings
You can do such fabulous things!
With eyes that lull me to dreams
Lips that say, say when
You walk by and everybody starts to sigh
Here comes heaven again!
repeat last verse
(1) Adler-Ross
I know a dark secluded place
A place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine a fast embrace
It's called...Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ
All you see are silhouettes
And all you hear are castanets
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ
At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go
You can meet your Uncle Max
And everyone you know
But if you go to the spot that I am thinking of
You will be free...to gaze at me
And talk of love
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
You're in Hernando's Hideaway...OLÉ
ooohh yeah!
move over here a little closer...
mmmmm....
HEY!
Oh just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
That you're in Hernando's Hideaway.
H. Williams
Hey good lookin'
What ya got cookin?
How about cookin' something up with me
Oh, sweet baby
Now, don't say maybe
How about cooking a brand new recipe
Got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
And I know a place right over the hill
Sodie-pop and the dancings free
Do you wanna come along, come along with me
I said hey good lookin'
What ya got cookin?
How about cookin' something up with me
I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
I know a place right over the hill
If ya sodie-poppin and if ya think it's free
Then I got news for you, along with me
I said hey good lookin'
Now what you got cookin?
About cookin' something up with Slinkee?
How about cookin' something up with Merle?
So how about cookin' someting up with me?
Lyrics: Carolyn Leigh; Music: Cy Coleman
Hey, look me over,
Lend me an ear,
Fresh out of clover,
Mortgage up to here.
Don't pass your plates boys,
Don't pass your cups.
I figure whenever you're down and out
The only way is up.
And I'll be up like a rosebud,
High on the vine,
Don't thumb your nose bud,
Take a tip of mine.
I'm a little short of the elbowroom,
So let me get me some
And look out world,
Here I come.
Nobody in the world
Is ever without a care.
Ba dum ba dum.
How can you win the world
When nobody knows you're there,
Ba, dum, ba dum.
Just when you need the crowd,
The tickets are hard to sell,
Ba dum, ba dum.
Still you can lead the crowd
if you can get up and yell. Hey!
Hey, hey, lookie, lookie here,
Folks, we're folks here,
To lease a hill, or in a pinch,
I'll take an acre; I'll take an inch.
And I'll be hey what do you say,
Let's give the wildcat,
Hip hooray, hooray, hooray,
I'm a little bit short of the elbowroom
So let me get me some,
And look out world, here I come.
(1) Richard Adler & Jerry Ross
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made a fool of you,
You used to be too wise
Hey there, you on that high-flying cloud
Though he won't throw a crumb to you
You think some day, he'll come to you
Better forget him
Him with his nose in the air
He has you dancing on a string
Break it and he won't care
Won't you take this advice
I hand you like a brother
Or are you not seeing things too clear
Are you too much in love to hear
Is it all going in one ear and out the other
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made a fool of you
You used to be too wise
Will you take this advice
I hand you like a bother
Or am I not seein' things too clear
Are you just too far gone to hear
Is it all goin' in one ear and out the other
Lyrics Sammy Cahn/ Music James Van Heusen
Next time you're found,
With your chin on the ground
Theres a lot to be learned, so look around
Just what makes that little old ant
Think he'll move that rubber tree plant
Anyone knows an ant, can't
Move a rubber tree plant
But he's got high hopes,
He's got high hopes
He's got high apple pie, in the sky hopes
So any time your gettin' low
'Stead of lettin' go
Just remember that ant
Oops there goes another rubber tree
Oops there goes another rubber tree
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
When troubles call, and your back's to the wall
There’s a lot to be learned, that wall could fall
Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he'd punch a hole in a dam
No one could make that ram, scram
He kept buttin' that dam
'Cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes
So any time your feelin' bad
'Stead of feelin' sad
Just remember that ram
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt dam
So keep you keep your high hopes
Keep your high hopes
Keep your high apple pie in the sky hopes
A problem’s just a toy balloon
They'll be bursting soon
They're just bound to go POP
Oops there goes another problem
Oops there goes another problem
Oops there goes another problem,Kerplop
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
My doll is as dainty as a sparrow
Her figure is something to applaud
Where she's narrow
She's as narrow an arrow
And she's broad
Where a broad
Should be broad
A hundred and one pounds of fun
That's my little honey bun
Get a load of honey bun tonight
I'm speaking of my sweetie pie
Only sixty inches high
Every inch is packed with dynamite
Her hair is blond and curly
Her curls are hurly-burly
Her lips are pips,
I call her hips
Twirly and whirly
She's my baby, I'm her pap
She's my booby, I'm her trap
I am caught and I don't wanna run,
'Cause I'm having so much fun
With honey bun
I am caught and I don't wanna run,
'Cause I'm having so much fun
With honey bun
Believe me sonny!
She a cookie
Who can cook you 'till you're done
Ain't being funny!
Sonny,
Put your money
On my honey bun!
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
I'm as corny as
I'm as normal as blueberry pie.
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful guy!
I am in a conventional dither,
With a conventional star in my eye.
And you will note there's a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy!
I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,
A cliche coming true!
I'm bromidic and bright as a moon happy night
Pouring light on the dew!
I'm as corny as
High as a flag on the Fourth of July!
If you'll excuse an expression I use,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
Refrain
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
And send him on his way
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
And send him on his way
Don't try to patch it up, tear it up, tear it up
Wash him out, dry him out, push him out, fly him out
Cancel him, and let him go, Yea, sister
Repeat Refrain
Fats Waller and Andy Razaf
Transcribed from Fats Waller and His Rhythm, vocals by
Fats Waller; recorded
From An Introduction to Fats Waller: His Best Recordings 1928 - 1942; Best of Jazz, 4006.
Every honeybee fills with jealousy,
When they see you out with me,
I don't blame them, goodness knows,
Honeysuckle rose!
When we're passing by, flowers droop and sigh,
And I know the reason why,
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
Honeysuckle rose!
Don't buy sugar; you just have to touch my cup,
You're my sugar; it's sweet when you stir it up!
When I'm taking sips, from your tasty lips,
The honey fairly drips,
You're confection, goodness knows,
Honeysuckle rose!
Oh, when I'm taking sips from your tasty lips,
See the honey fairly drips,
Confection, goodness knows!
Talking 'bout honeysuckle rose!
[Spoken]
Yas, yas!
Hot Diggity (Dog Ziggity Boom)
Artist: Perry Como (peak Billboard position # 1 in 1956)
Words and Music by Al Hoffman and Dick Manning
Melody based on Chabrier's "España Rhapsody"
Chorus
Oh, hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
It's so new to me, what you do to me
Hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
When you're holding me tight
Never dreamed anybody could kiss thattaway
Bring me bliss thattaway, what a kiss thattaway
What a wonderful feelin' to feel thattaway
Tell me where have you been all my life
Chorus
Never knew that my heart could go "zing" thattaway
Ting-a-ling thattaway, make me sing thattaway
Said "goodbye" to my troubles, they went thattaway
Ever since you came into my life
Chorus
There's a cute little cottage for two thattaway
Skies are blue thattaway, dreams come true thattaway
If you say I can share it with you thattaway
I'll be happy the rest of my life
Chorus
Oh, hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
How my future will shine
Hot diggity, dog ziggity, boom what you do to me
From the moment you're mine
Hot Dog!!
Hooray for
JOHNNY MERCER
Hooray for
That screwy, ballyhooey
Where any office boy
Or young mechanic
can be a panic
With just a good-looking pan (pan=face)
And any barmaid
Can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan (reference: Sally Rand)
Hooray for
Where you're terrific
if you're even good!
Where anyone at all from Shirley Temple (child actress)
to Aimee Semple (Aimee Semple McPherson - evangelist)
is equally understood
Come on and try your luck
You could be Donald Duck
Hooray for
Hooray for
That phony, super Coney,
They come from Chilicothes and Padukahs
with their bazookas (it could refer to so many things!)
To see their names up in lights
All armed with photos
From local rotos
With their hair in curlers
and legs in tights
Hooray for
You may be homely in your neighborhood.
Still, if you think that you can be an actor
See Mister Factor (Max Factor - makeup artist)
He'd make a monkey look good!
Within a half an hour
You'll look like Tyrone Power (hunky action star)
Hooray for
How Are Things in Glocca Morra?
Words: E.Y. Harburg, Music:
From the show "Finian's Rainbow."
Album: Still on the Road
I hear a bird,
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word.
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze,
It well may be it's followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please:
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Mora?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by and does she walk away,
Sad and dreamy there not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow
And each brook along the way,
And each lass that comes a-sighin" Too ra lay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?
lyrics Nancy Hamilton, Music Morgan Lewis.
"Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon
There is no moon above and love is far away too
'Til it comes true
That you love me and I love you
"Somewhere there's music, how near how far
Somewhere there's heaven, that's where you are
The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon
Until you will, I'll still my heart, how high the moon
"Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon
The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon
Until you will, I'll still my heart, how high the moon"
How Long Has This Been Going On?
Ira Gershwin / George Gershwin From Rosalie 1927
I could cry salty tears
Where have I been all these years
A little while, tell me now
How long has this been going on?
There were chills, up my spine
Yes, there're thrills I can't define
Listen sweet, while I repeat
How long has this been going on?
I could feel that I could melt
Into heaven I'm hurled
I know how
Finding another world
Kiss me once, and then once more
What a dunce, I was before
What a break, for heaven's sake
How long has this been going on?
Repeat last verse
Written by F.Ebb & J.Kender 1975
Ain't she got fun,
She's the luckiest one
Satin on my shoulder and a smile on my lips
How lucky can you get
Money in my pocket right at my fingertips
How lucky can you get
Every night a party where the fun never ends
You can circle the globe with my circle of friends
Someone I am crazy for is crazy for me
I'm his personal pet
Wow how lucky can you get
See her diamonds are gleam her life is a dream
Wrap it up and charge it
That's my is my favourite phrase
How lucky can you get
When I see the chauffeur
Think I'll give him a raise
How lucky can you get
Weekends in the country with the baron of course
And a wardrobe to choke Mrs Asters pet horse
Making merry music with the one that I love
We're a perfect duet
Gee how lucky can you
Wee how lucky can you
Wow how lucky can you get
Ain't she got fun
She's the luck the luck the luck the luck the luck
The luck the luck the luck the luck the luck
The luck
Satin on my shoulder how lucky can you get
Money in my pocket how lucky can you get
Every night's a party where the fun never ends
You can circle the globe with my circle of friends
Someone I am crazy for is crazy for me
I'm his personal pat
Wow how lucky can you get
He there gorgeous!
Big success!
What's your secret gorgeous!
Just lucky I guess
You wanna know what it's really like
FANTASTIC!
Satin on my shoulder and a smile on my lips
Money in my pocket right at my fingertips
Wrap it up and charge it that's my favourite phrase
How lucky
When I see the chauffeur think I'll give him a raise
How lucky
Life's a bed of roses whirling perfume on me
You can spare me the blues I don't sing in that key
And if there's a man who'd leave me I am happy to say
I haven't run into him yet
Gee Wee Wow
How lucky, how lucky can you get!
How Much Is That Doggie In The Window
Patti Page
Chorus
How much is that doggie in the window?
(arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
(arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie's for sale
I must take a trip to
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog, he won't be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home
Chorus
I read in the paper there are robbers
(roof! roof!)
With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark
I don't want a bunny or a kitty
I don't want a parrot that talks
I don't want a bowl of little fishies
He can't take a goldfish for a walk
How much is that doggie in the window?
(arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
(arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie's for sale
I do hope that doggie's for sale
Alan J Lerner and Burton Lane, What’s New Pussycat
Hey buds below ... up is where to grow
Up with which below can't compare with.
Hurry - it's lovely up here
Life down a hole takes an awful toll,
What with not a soul there to share with
Hurry - it’s lovely up here!
Wake up, bestir yourself,
It's time that you disinter yourself
You’ve got a spot to fill - a pot to fill
And what a gift package of showers, sun and love
You’ll be met above everywhere with,
Fondled and sniffed by, millions who drift by,
Life here is rosy - if you’re a posy
Hurry it's lovely here!
Climb up geranium, it can’t be fun subterran-ium
On the exterior, it’s cheerier
RSVP peonies, pollinate the breeze,
Make the queen of bees hot as brandy
Come give at least a preview of Easter
Come up and see the good we're giving
Come up and see the grounds for living
Come poke your head out,
Open up and spread out,
Hurry it’s lovely here!
Jerry Herman
I am what I am
I am my own special creation
So come take a look
Give me the hook or the ovation
It's my world
That I want to have a little pride in
My world
And it's not a place I have to hide in
Life's not worth a damn
Till you can say
Hey world, I am what I am
I am what I am
I don’t need praise, I don’t need pity.
I bang my own drum
Some call it noise, I call it pretty.
And so what if
I love each bauble and each bangle,
Why not try to see things from a different angle?
Your life is a sham
'Till you can shout out loud,
"I am what I am!"
I am what I am
And what I am
Needs no excuses.
I deal my own deck,
Sometimes the ace
Sometimes the deuces.
It's one life and there's no return and no deposit
One life so it's time to open up your closet
Life's not worth a damn
‘till you can shout out loud
I am what I am
Lyrics: Edward Kleban; Music Marvin Hamlisch
I'm watchin' Sis
Go pitterpat.
Said, "I can do that,
I can do that."
Knew ev'ry step
Right off the bat.
Said, "I can do that,
I can do that."
One morning Sis won't go to dance class.
I grabbed her shoes and tights and all,
But my foot's too small, so,
I stuffed her shoes
With extra socks,
Run seven blocks
In nothin' flat,
Hell, I can do that,
I can do that!
I got to class
And had it made,
And so I stayed
The rest of my life
All thanks to Sis
(Now married and fat)
I can do this.
That I can do.
I can do that
Irving Kahal & Sammy Fain
As we eye the blue horizon's bend,
Earth and sky appear to meet and end.
But it's merely an illusion.
Like your heart and mine,
There is no sweet conclusion
I can see,
No matter how near you'll be,
You'll never belong to me.
But I can dream Can't I?
Can't I pretend
that I'm locked in the bend of your embrace?
For dreams are just like wine,
And I am drunk with mine
I'm aware my heart is a sad affair.
There's much disillusion there,
But I can dream, Can't I
Can't I adore you although we are oceans apart?
I can't make you open your heart,
But I can dream Can't I
Mack Gordon & James V. Monaco
I can't begin to tell you
How much you mean to me.
My world would end
If ever we were through.
I can't begin to tell you
How happy I would be
If I could speak my mind
Like others do.
I make such pretty speeches
Whenever we're apart.
But when you're near
The words I choose
Refuse to leave my heart.
So take the sweetest phrases
The world has ever known
And make believe
I've said them all to you.
I make such pretty speeches
Whenever we're apart.
But when you're near
The words I choose
Refuse to leave my heart.
So take the sweetest phrases
The world has ever known.
And make believe
I've said them all to you.
I Can't Believe That You're In Love With Me
Gaskill/McHugh
Your eyes so blue - your kisses too
I never knew - what they could do
I can't believe that you're in love with me
You're telling everyone I know
I'm on your mind each place you go
They can't believe that you're in love with me
I have always placed you far above me
I just can't imagine that you love me
And after all is said and done
To think that I'm the lucky one
I can't believe that you're in love
Just can't believe that you're in love with me
I Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby
(1) Lyrics: Dorothy Fields, Music: by Jimmy McHugh
I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dream a while,
Scheme a while
You’re sure to find
Happiness and I guess
All those things you've always pinned for
Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets Woolworths doesn't sell, baby
'Till that lucky day, you know darn well, baby
I can't give you anything but love
I Can't Help Falling in Love with You
Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you
Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you
For I can't help falling in love with you
Lyrics: Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
I'm just a girl who can't say no,
I'm in a terrible fix.
I always say 'Come on, let's go!'
Just when I oughta say nix.
When a person tries to kiss a girl,
I know she oughta give his face a smack.
But as soon as someone kisses me,
I somehow, sorta, wanna kiss him back!
I'm just a fool when the lights are low,
I I ain't the type that can faint
How c'n I be whut I ain't?
I can't say no!
I could be happy with you
If you could be happy with me
I'd be contented to live anywhere
Life without care, as long as you are there
Skies may be not always be blue
But one thing’s as sure as can be
I know that I could be happy with you my darling
If you could be happy with me
I could be happy with you
If you could be happy with me
I'd be contented to live anywhere
Life without care, as long as Russell’s there
Skies may be not always be blue
But one thing’s as sure as can be
I know that I could be happy with you my darling
If you could be happy with me
Lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner; Music Frederick Loewe
I could have danced all night,
I could have danced all night
And still have danced some more
I could have spread my wings,
And done a thousand things
I've never done before
I'll never know what made it so exciting
But all at once my heart took flight
I only know that she, began to dance with me
I could have danced, danced, danced, all night
I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
We'll have a whopper, pull out the stopper
Get me to the church on time
I've got to be there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Pull out your compass, kick up a rompass
Get me to the church on time
If I am dancing roll up the floor
If I am romancing, whisk me out the door
I'm gettin'' married in the morning
Ding-ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
Someone who is able, lift up the table
Boys come and kiss me, say that you'll miss me
Get me to the church,
Get me to the church,
For god sake Get me to the church, on time
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be.
'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
I Couldn't Sleep a Wink Last Night
Harold Adamson & Jimmy McHugh
I couldn't sleep a wink last night
Because we had that silly fight
I thought my heart would break
The whole night through,
I knew that you'd be sorry, and I am sorry too,
I couldn't have my favorite dream,
The one in which I hold you tight,
I had to call you up this morning
To see if everything was still all right,
Yes, I had to call you up this morning
'Cause I couldn't sleep a wink last night,
(1) Lyrics: Lorenz Hart, Music: Richard Rodgers From Pal Joey
A-B-C-D-E-G
I never learned to spell
at least not well.
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
I never learned to count
a great amount.
But my busy mind is burning
to use what learning I've got.
I won't waste any time,
I'll strike while the iron is hot.
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look.
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget.
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot.
Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers of friends
LINDA:
Use to hate to go to school
I never craked a book;
I pleyed the hook
Never answered any mail;
to write I used to think was wasting ink.
It was never my endeavor
to be too clever and smart.
Now I suddenly feel
a longing to write in my heart
If they asked me, I could write a book
about the way you walk and whisper and look.
I could write a preface on how we met
so the world would never forget.
And the simple secret of the plot
is just to tell them that I love you a lot.
Then the world discovers as my book ends
how to make two lovers a friend
They say I'm crazy
Got no sense
But I don't care
They may or may not mean offense
But I don't care
You see, I'm sort of independent
I am my own superintendent
And my star is on the ascendent
That's why I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
What they may think of me
I'm happy-go-lucky, they say that I'm plucky
Content and carefree
I don't care
Don't care if I do get a mean and stony stare
If I'm not successful it won't be distressful
Cause I don't care
A girl should know her etiquette
Alas, alack
Propriety demands we walk a narrow track
When fellas used to blink at me
I'd freeze 'em and they'd shrink at me
But now when fellas wink at me
I wink at them right back!
I don't care
I don't care if people frown on me
Perhaps it's the lone way
But I go my own way
That's my philosophy
I don't care
I don't care if he's clerk or just a millionaire
There's no doubt about it, I'll sing and I'll shout it
Cause I don't care
Oh, I don't care, I don't care
When it comes to happiness, I want my share
Don't try to rearrange me
There's nothing can change me 'cause I don't care.
Tim Rice and
Andrew Lloyd Weber, from Jesus Christ Superstar
I don't know how to love him
What to do, how to move him
I've been changed, yes really changed
In these past few days when I've seen myself
I seem like someone else
I don't know how to take this
I don't see why he moves me
He's a man, he's just a man
And I've had so many men before
In very many ways, he's just one more
Should I bring him down,
Should I scream and shout
Should I speak of love, let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this –
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny
I should be in this position?
I'm the one who's always been
So calm so cool, no lover's fool
Running every show, he scares me so
(Musical interlude)
I never thought I'd come to this -- what's it all about?
I Don't Know Why I love Ya Like I Do
I don't know why I love ya like I do
I don't know why I just do
Well I don't know why you thrill me like you do
I don't know why you, just do
You never seem to want my romancing
The only time you hold me is when we're dancing I don't know why I love ya like I do
I don't know why I just do
I Don't Need Anything But You
I don't need anything but you
Together at last!
Together for ever!
We're tying a knot,
They never can sever!
I don't need sunshine now,
To turn my skies at blue --
I don't need anything but you!
You've wrapped me around
That cute little finger.
You've made life a song .....
You've made me the singer!
And what's the bathtub tune
You always "Bu-Bu-Boo?"
Bu-Bu-Bu
I don’t need anything but you
Yesterday was plain awful
You can say that again
Yesterday was plain awful
But that's
Not now
That's then
I'm poor as a mouse,
I'm richer than Midas.
But nothing on earth
Could ever divide us!
And if tomorrow,
I'm an apple seller, too--
I don't need anything but you!
Cole Porter needs praise in order to write more;
Lugosi needs teeth the better to bite more.
And Charlie Chan to get his man, he needs a clue,
I don't need anything but you!
A steamer needs coal to get up her steam with;
Knute Rockne needs rage to charge up his team with.
And Tommy Manville needs to pitch a little woo;
I don't need anything but you!
Hamlet needed his mother,
Woolworth neede his shop.
Orville needed his brother,
Or else he'd go "kerplop!"
I used to need work to fill every hour!
I needed to feel that feeling of power.
Now every other need has disappeared from view!
I don't need anything, anything, anything.
I don't need anything but you!
I Don't Want To Walk Without You
All our friends keep knocking at the door
They've asked me out a hundred times or more
But all I say is, "Leave me in the gloom"
And here I stay within my lonely room
'Cause...
I don't want to walk without you, Baby
Walk without my arm about you, Baby
I thought the day you left me behind
I'd take a stroll and get you right off my mind
But now I find that
I don't want to walk without the sunshine
Why'd you have to turn off all that sunshine?
Oh, Baby, please come back or you'll break my heart for me
'Cause I don't want to walk without you
I don't want to walk without you
I don't want to walk without you
No, siree
I’d rather be blue
Thinking of you
I’d rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else.
I’m crazy about ya,
Without ya,
For you I’m strong
I can’t do without ya
Ocha ma goucha
Don’t stay too long!
I need a little ow, little ou, little oh
And I’m knocking on wood.
Ah honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up,
It’s so hard to be good!
I’d rather be blue
Thinking of you
I’d rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else.
Will I be good? Will I be bad?
Don’t be a fool you fool!
My little flat, I’m turning that
Into a Sunday school!
While you’re away, I’m here to say
They’ll be no iceman there
Singing the blues, I’m gonna use
Nothing but Fridgedaire!
I’d rather be blue
Thinking of you
I’d rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else.
Blue over you,
I’d rather be blue over you,
Than be hap-hap-hap- happy
With somebody else!
I'm a girl and by me that's only great!
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy,
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait,
With my hips kind of swively and swervy.
I adore being dressed in something frilly
When my date comes to get me at my place.
Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy,
Like a filly who is ready for the race!
When I have a brand new hair-do,
With my eyelashes all in curl,
I float as the clouds on air do --
I enjoy being a girl!
When men say I'm cute and funny,
And my teeth aren't teeth, but pearl,
I just lap it up like honey --
I enjoy being a girl.
I flip when a fellow sends me flowers,
I drool over dresses made of lace,
I talk on the telephone for hours
With a pound and a half of cream upon my face!
I'm strictly a female female,
And my future, I hope, will be,
In the home of a brave and free male
Who'll enjoy being a guy,
Having a girl like me!
Feel all better now, don't you?
Bread
If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can´t I paint you?
The words will never show
The you I´ve come to know
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
There´s no one home but you,
You´re all that´s left me too
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me
If I could be two places at one time,
I´d be with you
Tomorrow and today,
Beside you all the way
If the world should stop revolving
Spinning slowly down to die,
I´d spend the end with you
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I would simply fly away
If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can´t I paint you?
'Cause the words could never show
The you I´ve come to know
And one by one the stars will all go out,
But you and I will simply fly away
We'll fly away
I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and gay,
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today
I feel charming,
Oh so charming,
It's alarming how charming I feel,
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock.
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease,
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's weed.
She thinks she's in love.
She thinks she's in
She isn't in love,
She's merely insane.
Send for
This is not the Maria we know!
Modest and pure,
Polite and refined,
Well-bred and mature,
And out of her mind!
Miss
Maria
I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key.
A committee
Should be organized to honor me.
I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel fizzy and funny and fine,
And so pretty,
Miss
Girls:
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
What mirror where?
Who can that attractive girl be?
(Which? What? Where? Whom?)
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
(Whommm? Whommm? )
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!
(Whommm?)
I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Music: Alan Lerner; Lyrics: Frederick Loewe- Camelot
If ever I would leave you,
It wouldn't be in summer,
Seeing you in summer,
I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sunlight,
Your lips red as flame,
Your face with a lustre
That puts gold to shame.
But if I'd ever leave you,
How could it be in Autumn?
How I'd leave in Autumn,
I never would know.
I've seen how you sparkle
When Fall nips the air,
I know you in Autumn,
And I must be there.
And could I leave you running
Merr'ly through the snow?
Or on a wintry evening
When you catch the fires glow?
If ever I would leave you,
How could it be in Springtime
Knowing how in Springtime
I'm bewitched by you so
Oh no, not in Springtime,
Summer, Winter or Fall
No, never could I leave you
At all.
Mame
Where's that boy with the bugle?
My little love who was always my big romance;
Where's that boy with the bugle?
And why did I ever buy him those damn long pants?
Did he need a stronger hand?
Did he need a lighter touch?
Was I soft or was I tough?
Did I give enough?
Did I give too much?
At the moment he need me,
Did I ever turn away?
Would I be there when he called,
If he walked into my life today?
Were his days a little dull?
Were his nights a little wild?
Did I overstate my plan?
Did I stress the man?
And forget the child?
And there much have been a million things,
That my heart forget to say.
Would I think of one or two,
If he walked into my life today?
Should I blame the times I pampered him,
Or blame the times I bossed him?
What a shame I never really found the boy,
Before I lost him.
Were the years a little fast?
Was his world a little free?
Was there too much of a crowd?
All too lush and too loud
And not enough of me.
Though I'll ask myself my whole life long
What went wrong along the way,
Would I make the same mistakes
If he walked into my life today?
If that boy with the bugle,
Walked into my life today?
Lyrics by Madeleine Marshall; Music by Idabelle Firestone
Opening theme for “The Voice of Firestone” radio/TV program
If I could tell you the thoughts I cherish
And all the ways you are dear to me,
A tender feeling of love revealing
When e’er your smiling face I see,
If I could capture the blue of heaven,
That wondrous rapture within your eyes,
If I could tell you of my devotion,
If I could pledge all my love so true,
Then my confession would find expression
In all the music my heart sings to you.
David Cassidy
If I didn't care more than words can say
If I didn't care would I feel this way?
If this isn't love
then why do I thrill?
And what makes my head go round an' round
While my heart stays still?
If I didn't care
would it be the same?
Would my ev'ry pray'r begin and end
When I speak your name?
And would I be sure that this is love
Beyond compare?
Would all this be true
If I didn't care for you?
If I didn't care more than words can say
Let Me Count the Ways
Jim McGuiggan
As I review my life with you
Since the days of old
I wouldn't think of changing things
For all the world and it's gold.
If I had my life to live over
I'd do the same things again
I'd still want to roam
Near the place we called home
And my happiness never would end.
I'd meet you when school days were over
We'd walk down the lanes we once knew.
If I had my life to live over
I'd still fall in love with you!
Funny Lady
I often wonder why he came to me
Brought such a flame to me
Then let it die
And if another love should find my heart
It will remind my heart of your goodbye
With every new love
You’ll come back to me
In other eyes it’s you I see
If I love again
Though it’s someone new
If I love again
It will still be you
In someone else’s firm embrace
I close my eyes but see your face
If I love again
I’ll find another charms
But I’ll make believe
You are in my arms
And though my lips whisper "love me!"
My heart will not be true
I’ll be loving you
Every time I love again...
Musi: Richard Rodgers Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein
If I loved you
Time and again I would try to say
All I'd want you to know!
If I loved you
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
'Round in circles I'd go!
Longing to tell you
But afraid an' shy
I'd let my golden chances pass me by!
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go in the mist of day
Never, never to know
How I’d love you
If I loved you!
Music by Harold Arlen and Lyrics by E.Y. Harburg
Originally recorded October 1 and
I could while away the hours
Conferrin with the flowers
Consultin with the rain
And my head I'd be scratchin
While my thoughts were busy hatchin
If I only had a brain
I'd unravel any riddle
For any individd-el
In trouble or in pain
With the thoughts I'd be thinkin
I could be another
If I only had a brain
Oh I, could tell you why
The ocean's near the shore
I could think of things I never thunk before
And then, I'd sit and think some more
I would not be just a nothin
My head all full of stuffin
My heart all full of pain
Perhaps I deserve you
And be even worthy erve you
If I only had
If I only had a brain
When a man's an empty kettle
He should be on his mettle,
And yet I'm torn apart.
Just because I'm presumin'
That I could be kind-a-human,
If I only had heart.
I'd be tender - I'd be gentle
And awful sentimental
Regarding Love and Art.
I'd be friends with the sparrows ...
And the boy who shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart.
Picture me - a balcony.
Above a voice sings low.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
I hear a beat....
How sweet!
Just to register emotion,
Jealousy - devotion,
And really feel the part.
I could stay young and chipper
And I'd lock it with a zipper,
If I only had a heart.
Yeh, it's sad, believe me, Missy,
When you're born to be a sissy
Without the vim and verve.
But I could show my prowess,
Be a lion not a mou-ess
If I only had the nerve.
I'm afraid there's no denyin'
I'm just a dandelion,
A fate I don't deserve.
I'd be brave as a blizzard....
I'd be gentle as a lizard....
I'd be clever as a gizzard....
If the Wizard is a Wizard who will serve.
Then I'm sure to get
A brain,
A heart,
A home,
The nerve!
If I Were a
(1) Frank Loesser
Ask me...how do I feel,
Ask me now that we’re cozy and clinging!
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a bell I’d be ringing!
From the moment we kissed tonight
That’s the way I just got to behave
Boy, if I were a lamp I’d light!
And if I were a banner I’d wave
Ask me how do I feel
Little me with my quiet upbringing
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a gate I’d be swinging!
And if I were a watch I’d start
Popping my spring...
Oh, if I were a bell
I’d go ding-dong-ding-dong-ding
Ask me how do I feel
From this chemistry lesson I’m learnin’
Yeah, chemistry!
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a bridge
I’d be burning
Yes, I’d do, my moral would crack
From the wonderful way that you look
Boy, if I were a duck I’d quack!
And if I were a goose I’d be cooked!
Ask me how do I feel
Ask me now that we’re fondly caressing
Oh, if I were a salad
I know I’d be splashing my dressing
Ask me how to describe
This whole beautiful thing
Oh, if I were a bell
If I were a bell
Oh, if I were a bell
I’d go ding-dong-ding-dong
Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding!
If My Friends Could See Me Now
Lyrics: Dorothy Fields;/ Music: Cy Coleman-Sweet Charity
If they could see me now, that little gang of mine,
I'm eating fancy chow and drinking fancy wine.
I'd like those stumble bums to see for a fact
The kind of top-drawer,
First-rate chums I attract.
All I can say is, Wow ee! Look at where I am.
Tonight I landed, pow! right in a pot of jam.
What a setup! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If My Friends Could See Me Now!
If they could see me now, my little dusty group,
Traipsin' 'round this million dollar chicken coop.
I'd hear those thrift shop cats say:
Brother, get her! Draped on a bed spread made from three kinds of fur.
All I can say is, Wow! Wait ‘till the riff and raff
See just exactly how he signed this autograph.
What a buildup! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If My Friends Could See Me Now!
If they could see me now, alone with Mister V.,
Who's waitin' on me like he was a maitre d'.
I hear my buddies saying:
Crazy, what gives? Tonight she's living like the other half lives.
To think the highest brow,
Which I must say is he,
Should pick the lowest brow,
Which there's no doubt is me.
What a step up! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If My Friends Could See Me Now!
(In a 5 and 10 Cent Store)
Music: Harry Warren; Lyrics: Billy Rose and Mort
It was a lucky April shower
It was the most convenient door
I found a million dollar baby
In a five an' ten cent store!
The rain continued for an' hour
I hung around for three or four
Around a million dollar baby
In a five an' ten cent store!
She was sellin' china
An’ when she made those eyes
I kept buyin' china
Until the crowd got wise!
Incidentally
If you should run into a shower
Just step inside my cottage door
An’ meet the million-dollar baby
From a five an' ten cent store!
<instrumental repeat of verse>
She was sellin' china
An’ when she made those eyes
I kept buyin' china
Until the crowd got wise!
Incidentally
If you should run into a shower
Just step inside my cottage door
An’ meet the million-dollar baby
The lady that I adore
She’s the million-dollar baby
From the five
The five an' ten cent store!
From Finian's Rainbow
(By
Refrain
If this isn’t love, the whole world is crazy,
If this isn’t love, I’m daft as a daisy,
With moons all around, and cows jumping over,
There’s something amiss and I’ll eat my hat if this
Isn’t love,
(Skip Patter in First Chorus)
Patter
I’m feeling like the apple
On top of william tell,
With this I cannot grapple because,
Because you’re so “adorabelle”,
Refrain (continued)
If this isn’t love, then winter is summer,
If this isn’t love, my heart needs a plumber,
I’m swingin’ on stars, I’m ridin’ on rainbows,
I’m bustin’ with bliss, and I’ll kiss your hand
If this isn’t love!
(Repeat Refrain - Include Patter)
Emmcee (appearing with a gorilla)
I know what you're thinking:
You wonder why I chose her
Out of all the ladies in the world.
That's just a first impression,
What good's a first impression?
If you knew her like I do
It would change your point of view.
If you could see her through my eyes,
You wouldn't wonder at all.
If you could see her through my eyes
I guarantee you fall (like I did)
When we're in public together
I hear society moan.
But if you could see her through my eyes
Maybe they'd leave us alone.
(There you are my Liebling. Your favourite)
How can I speak of her virtues?
I don't know where to begin.
She's clever, she's smart, she reads music
She doesn't smoke or drink gin (like I do)
Yet, when we're walking together
They sneer if I'm holding her hand,
But if they could see her through my eyes
Maybe they'd all understand.
(they dance)
Why can't they leave us alone?
(spoken)
Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs,
Ladies and Gentlemen-
Is it a crime to fall in love?
Can we ever tell where the heart truly leads us?
All we are asking is eine bisschen Verstandnis-
A little understanding-
Why can't 'leben und leben lassen'?
'Live and let live'...
I understand your abjection,
I grant you the problem's no small.
But if you could see her through my eyes...
She wouldn't look Jewish at all.
DeSylva & Meyer
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl
There's none so classy
As this fair lassie,
Oh! Oh! Holy Moses, what a chassis
We went riding, she didn't balk
Back from
I'm the one that had to walk
If you knew Susie, Like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! What a girl!
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl
She wears long tresses
And nice tight dresses
Oh! Oh!
What a future she possesses
Out in public
How she can yawn
In a parlour, you would think the war was on
If you knew Susie, like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! What a girl
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
Let me put my arms around you
I could never live without you
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
If you ever leave me
How my heart will ache
I want to hug you
But I fear you'd break
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You beautiful doll
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
Let me put my arms around you
I could never live without you
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
If you ever leave me
How my heart will ache
I want to hug you
But I fear you'd break
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You beautiful doll
Ma, he's making eyes at me
Ma, he's awful nice to me
Ma, he's almost breaking my heart
I'm beside him
Mercy! Let his conscience guide him!
Ma, he wants to marry me
Be my honey bee
Every minute he gets bolder
Now he's leaning on my shoulder
Ma, he's kissing me
Ma, he's making eyes at me
Ma, he's awful nice to me
Ma, he's almost breaking my heart
If you peek in, can't you see
I'm goin' to weakin'
Ma, he wants to marry me,
Be my honey bee
Ma I'm meeting with resistance
I shall holler for assistance
Ma, he's kissing me
I Get a Kick Out Of You
(1) Cole Poter
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at'all
So tell me why should it be true?
That I get a kick out of you
I get no kick from cocaine
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
That would bore me terrifically too
Still I get a kick out of you
Repeat from, here
I get a kick every time I see you
Standin' there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to see
You obviously do not adore me
I get no kick in a plane
Flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothin' to do
Still I get a kick out of you
Repeat above then sing below
You give me a boot
I get a kick out of you!
Don't ask me just how it happened,
I wish I knew.
I can't believe that it's happened,
And still it's true.
Refrain 1
I got lost in his arms,
And I had to stay.
It was dark in his arms,
And I lost my way.
From the dark came a voice,
And it seemed to say:
"There you go... There you go..."
Refrain 2
How I felt as I fell,
I just can't recall.
But his arms held me fast,
And they broke the fall.
And I said to my heart
As it foolishly went jumping all around...
I got lost,
But look what I found.
(Repeat refrains 1 and 2)
Lyrics: Ira-Music George Gershwin-Girl Crazy
Refrain
I got rhythm,
I got music,
I got my man -
Who could ask for anything more?
I got daisies,
In green pastures,
I got my man -
Who could ask for anything more?
Verse 1
Old Man Trouble,
I don't mind him -
You won't find him
Hangin' 'round my back door.
I got starlight,
I got sweet dreams,
I got my man -
Who could ask for anything more -
Who could ask for anything more?
(Repeat refrain)
Verse 2
Old Man Trouble,
I don't mind him -
You won't find him
Hangin' 'round my front or back door.
I got starlight,
I got sweet dreams,
I got my man -
Who could ask for anything more -
Who could ask for anything more?
I got rhythm, I got music
I got my girl
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got good times, no more bad times
I've got my girl
Who could ask for anything more?
Old man trouble (old man trouble)
I don't mind him (I don't mind him)
You won't find him 'round my door
I've got starlight (I've got starlight)
I've got sweet dreams (I've got sweet dreams)
I've got my girl
Who could ask for, who could ask for more?
Old man trouble (old man trouble)
I don't mind him (I don't mind him)
You won't find, you're never gonna find him 'round my door
Oh, I've got rhythm (hey! I've got rhythm)
I've got music (hey! I got music)
I got my girl
Who could ask for anything more?
In this fast and troubled world
I've got rhythm, I've got rhythm
I've got rhythm, I've got rhythm
I've got rhythm, I've got rhythm
{fade}
Verse:
Days can be sunny,
With never a sigh;
Dont' need what money
Can buy.
Birds in the tree sing
Their dayful of song.
Why shouldn't we sing
Along?
I'm chipper all the day,
Happy with my lot.
How do I get that way?
Look at what I've got:
Music: Harry Warren; Lyrics: Mack Gordon
I had the craziest dream, last night, yes I did!
I never dreamed it could be,
Yet there you were, in love with me.
I found your lips close to mine, so I kissed you,
And you didn't mind it at all!
When I'm awake, such a break never happens,
How long can a guy go on dreamin'?
If there's a chance that you care,
Then please, say you do, baby!
Say it and make, my craziest dream come true.
Alone and awake, I've looked at the stars
The same that smiled on you
And time and again, I've thought all the things
That you were thinking too.
I have dreamed that your arms are lovely
I have dreamed what a joy you'll be
I have dreamed ev'ry word you'll whisper
When you're close, close to me
How you look in the glow of evening
I have dreamed and enjoyed the view
In these dreams I've loved you so
That by now I think I know
What it's like to be loved by you
I will love being loved by you
I Left my Heart in
Music: George Cory lyrics: Douglas Cross
The loveliness of
The glory that was
I've been terribly alone
And forgotten in
But I'm going home to my city by the bay
I left my heart in
High on a hill it calls to me,
To be where little cable-cars,
Climb halfway to the stars,
The morning fog may chill the air,
I don't care -
My love waits there in
Above the blue and windy sea,
When I come home to you,
Your golden sun will shine for me.
I Like
I like
How about you?
I like a Gershwin tune,
How about you?
I love a fireside
When a storm is due.
I like potato chips,
Moonlight
And motor trips,
How about you?
I'm mad about good books,
Can't get my fill,
And Ricky Martin's looks
Give me a thrill.
Holding hands
At the movie show,
When all the lights are low
May not be new,
But I like it,
How about you?
I like Jack Benny's jokes.
To a degree.
I love the common folks.
That includes me.
I like to window shop
On
I like banana splits,
Late supper at the Ritz,
How about you?
I love to dream of fame,
Maybe I'll shine.
I'd love to see your name
Right beside mine.
I can see
We're in harmony
Looks like we both agree
On what to do,
And I like it,
How about you?
Alex Wilder
The Mills Brothers
I’ll be around,
No matter how
You treat me now
I’ll be around from now on.
Your latest love
Can never last,
And when its past,
I’ll be around when he’s gone
Good-bye again,
And if you find a love like mine
Just now and then,
Oh drop a line to say you ‘re feeling fine
And when things go wrong
Perhaps you’ll see
You’re meant for me
So I’ll be around when he’s gone.
Good-bye again,
And if you find a love like mine
Just now and then,
Oh drop a line to say your feeling fine
And when things go wrong
Perhaps you’ll see
You’re meant for me
So I’ll be around when he’s gone.
I'll be seeing you;
In all the old, familiar places;
That this heart of mine embraces;
All day through.
In that small cafe;
The park across the way;
The children's carousel;
The chestnut tree;
The wishing well.
Repeat from here
I'll be seeing you;
In every lovely, summer's day;
In everything that's light and gay;
I'll always think of you that way;
I'll find you in the morning sun;
And when the night is new;
I'll be looking at the moon;
But I'll be seeing you.
I'll Be With You In Apple Blossom Time
1920
Words by Neville Fleeson
Music by Albert Von Tilzer
I'm writing you dear, just to tell you,
In September, you remember
'neath the old apple tree, you whispered to me
When it blossomed again, you'd be mine.
I've waited until I could claim you,
I hope I've not waited in vain.
For when it's spring in the valley,
I'm coming, my sweetheart again.
I'll be with you in apple blossom time,
I'll be with you to change your name to mine.
One day in May, I'll come and say,
"Happy the bride the sun shines on today."
What a wonderful wedding there will be,
What a wonderful day for you and me,
Church-bells will chime, you will be mine,
In apple blossom time.
(I'll Build A) Stairway to
Music : George Gershwin Lyrics : Ira Gershwin
From : For Goodness Sake, 1922
Verse
All you preachers
Who delight in panning the dancing teachers,
Let me tell you there are a lot of features
0f the dance that carry you through
The Gates of Heaven.
It's madness
To be always sitting around in sadness,
When you could be learning the Steps of Gladness.
(You'll be happy when you can do
Just six or seven.)
Begin today. You'll find it nice:
The quickest way to
When you practice,
Here's the thing to do -
Refrain
I'll build a Stairway to
With a new Step ev'ry day.
I'm going to get there at any price;
Stand aside, I'm on my way!
I got the blues,
And up above it's so fair;
Shoes,
Go on and carry me there!
I'll build a Stairway to
With a new Step ev'ry day.
With a new Step ev'ry day
In Lyrics On Several Occasions, changed to :
Here's the thing to know -
Music: Allie Wrubel Lyrics: Herb Magidson
Imagine me with my head on your shoulder
And you with your lips getting bolder
A sky full of moon and a sweet mellow tune
I'll buy that dream
Imagine me in a gown white and flowery
And you thanking Dad for my dowry
A church full of folks, those last minute jokes
I'll buy that dream
A honeymoon in
Then home by rocket in a wink
We'll settle down near
In a little plastic palace
It's not as crazy as you think
Imagine me on our first anniversary
With some one like you in the nursery
It doesn't sound bad
And if it can be had
I’ll buy that dream.
Imagine me with my head on your shoulder
And you with your lips getting bolder
The sky full of moon, a sweet mellow tune
I'll buy that dream
Imagine me in a gown white and flowery
And you thanking Dad for my dowry
A church full of folks, those last minute jokes
I'll buy that dream
A honeymoon in
Then off to
We'll settle down in
In a little plastic palace
Oh it's not as crazy as you think
Imagine me eighty three wearing glasses
And you ninety two making passes
It soesn't sound bad, and if it can be had
I'll buy that dream
from "The Unsinkable Molly Brown"
I'll never say no to you
Whatever you say or do
If you ask me to wait for a lifetime
You know I'll gladly wait for a lifetime or two
Just to be with you
I'll smile if you say be glad
I'll weep if you want me sad
Today is tomorrow if you want it so
I'll stay or I'll go
But I'll never say no
I'll never say no to you
Whatever you say or do
If you tell me you want me to wait for a lifetime
You know I'll gladly gonna wait for a lifetime or two
Just to look at you
I'll smile if you say be glad
I'll weep if you want me sad
Today is tomorrow if you want it so
I'll stay or I'll go
But I'll never say no
I'll never say no to you
Whatever you say or do
If you tell me you want me to wait for a lifetime
You know I'll gladly gonna wait for a lifetime or two
Just to look at you
I'll smile if you say be glad
I'll weep if you want me sad
Today is tomorrow if you want it so
I'll stay or I'll go
But I'll never say no
Noel Coward from Bittersweet
I'll see you again
Whenever Spring breaks through again
Time may lay heavy between
But what is mean
Is past forgetting
This sweet memory
Across the years
Will come to me
Though my world may go awry
In my heart will ever lie
Just the echo of a sigh
Goodbye
I'll see you again
Whenever Spring breaks through again
Time has lain heavy between
But what is mean
Can leave me never
Your dear memory
Throughout my life
Will come to me
Though my world has gone awry
Though the years my tears may dry
I shall love you 'til I die
Goodbye
ho of a sigh
Goodbye
I'll see you again
Whenever Spring breaks through again
Time has lain heavy between
But what is mean
Can leave me never
Your dear memory
Throughout my life
Will come to me
Though my world has gone awry
Though the years my tears may dry
I shall love you 'til I die
Goodbye
I'll Take
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart; Music: Richard Rodgers
From the Show: The Garrick Gaieties 1925 (S)
Verse
Summer journeys to Niag’ra,
And to other places aggravate all our cares;
We’ll save our fares;
I’ve a cozy little flat in what is known as old Manhattan,
We’ll settle down right here in town.
We'll take
The
It's lovely going through, the zoo
It's very fancy,
On old Delancey Street you know.
The subway charms us so,
When balmy breezes blow, to and fro.
And tell me what street
Compares with
Sweet push-carts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy,
Just made for a girl and boy.
w'll turn
We'll go to
Where modern men itch to be free.
And
We'll bathe at
The fish you'll frighten when you're in,
Your bathing suit so thin,
Will make the shellfish grin, fin to fin.
I'd like to take a sail on
And fair Canarsie’s Lake, we'll view
The city's bustle cannot destroy
The dreams of a girl and boy,
We'll turn
We’ll go to Yonkers,
Where true love conquers In the wilds;
And starve together dear, in Childs’
We’ll go to Coney, And eat bologny on a roll;
In Central Park, we’ll stroll
Where our first kiss we stole, Soul to soul;
Our future babies ,we’ll take to Abie’s Irish Rose,
I hope they’ll live to see, it close;
The city’s clamor can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil,
We’ll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy.
We’ll have Manhattan,
The Bronx and Staten Island too;
We’ll try to cross Fifth Avenue;
As black as onyx
We’ll find the Bornix Park Express;
Our Flatbush flat I guess
Will be a great success, More or less;
A short vacation,
On Inspiration Point we’ll spend
And in the station house we’ll end
But Civic Virtue cannot destroy
The dreams of girl and boy,
We’ll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy.
Lyrics by: Sammy Cahn Music by: Jule Styne
Originally made famous by:
From the Film: Follow The Boys (1944)
I'll walk alone
Because to tell you the truth I'll be lonely,
I don't mind being lonely
When my hear tells me you are lonely too.
I'll walk alone,
They'll ask me why and I’ll tell them I'd rather.
There are dreams I must gather,
Dreams we fashioned the night you held me tight.
I'll always be near you
Wherever you are each night in every prayer.
If you call, I'll hear you, no matter how far.
Just close your eyes and I'll be there.
Please walk alone
And send your love and your kisses to guide me
Till you're walking beside me, I'll walk alone.
Spoof
on “I Love A Piano”)
lyrics by Tom Bateman
I love an organ, a big pipe organ,
I love to hear somebody play
Upon an organ, a big pipe organ,
It simply carries me away!
I am a winner, on an Aeolian-Skinner.
I love to run my fingers o’er the stops,
My jaw- it drops!
Then there’re the pedals. I love those pedals!
I dance on them like Fred Astaire.
I do a toe-heel, and then a heel-toe,
At times I’ll leap from here to there!
So you can keep your fiddle and your drum, give me an O-R-G-A-N,
I love that organ maker, from Wanamaker’s,
And a mega-rank Casavant!
I love an organ, a big pipe organ,
It’s swell to play upon the swell!
If you inquire, I’ll play the choir- I’m positive it’s cool as hell!
I’m in a grand state, when I play the great!
I love to hit sforzando: shake the place right off it’s base.
Oh registration brings me elation. The reeds and flutes will all chime in.
I’ll add the couplers, and then the mixtures; they simply multiply the din!
So you can keep you I-pod and headphones, give me an O-R-G-A-N,
I love that organ maker, from Wanamaker’s,
And a mega-rank Casavant!
(1) Cole Porter
I love you
Hums the April breeze.
I love you
Echo the hills.
I love you
The golden dawn agrees
As once more she sees
Daffodils.
It's spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody.
I love you,
That's the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me.
It's spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody.
I love you,
That's the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me.
Thompson/Archer
I love you
I love you
Is all
That I can say
I love you
I love you
The same old words
I'm saying in the same old way
(Little girl I love you - can't you see I love you)
(I love you - can't you see I love you)
I love you
I love you
Three words
That are divine
And so, my dear
I'm waiting to hear
The words
That say you’re mine
Words by Harry Carroll, music by Joseph McCarthy, 1918
Performed by Judy Garland in the film Ziegfeld Girl, 1941
I'm always chasing rainbows,
Watching clouds drifting by.
My schemes are just like all my dreams
Ending in the sky.
Some fellows look and find the sunshine,
But I always look and find the rain.
Some fellows make a winning sometime,
I never even make a gain.
Believe me,
I'm always chasing rainbows
Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain.
Johnny Mercer
From
Recorded by Bing Crosby & Jimmy Dorsey & his Orchestra
I'm an old cowhand from the
But my legs ain't bowed
And my cheeks ain't tanned
I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow
Never roped a steer 'cause I don't know how
And I sure ain't fixin' to start in now
Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
I'm an old cowhand from the
And I learned to ride
'fore I learned to stand
I'm a ridin' fool who is up to date
I know every trail in the Lone Star state
'cause I ride the range in a Ford V8
Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
I know all the songs that the cowboys know
'bout the big corral where the dogies go
'cause I learned them all on the rad-ee-o
Hey, yppie-yi-yo-ki-yay
Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
by George M. Cohan
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy,
A Yankee Doodle do or die,
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July!
I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's my Yankee Doodle joy.
Yankee Doodle came to
Just to ride the ponies.
I am that Yankee Doodle boy
CHORUS:
He's a Yankee Doodle Dandy,
A Yankee Doodle, do or die;
A real live nephew of his Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July.
He's got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's his Yankee Doodle joy.
Yankee Doodle came to
Just to ride the ponies,
He is that Yankee Doodle boy.
by George M. Cohan
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
by Richard Mack
Theme song for NBC television series (1952-1955)
starring Joan Davis and Jim Backus
I married Joan
What a girl, what a whirl, what a life.
Oh, I married Joan
What a find, love is blind, what a wife.
Giddy and gay, all day she keeps my heart laughin'
Never know where her brain has flown.
To each his own
Can't deny, that's why I married Joan.
I married Joan.
I May Be Wrong
(But I Think You're Wonderful)
From "John Murray
Music: Harry Sullivan; Lyrics: Harry Ruskin, 1929
I may be wrong, but,
I think you're wonderful!
I may be wrong, but,
I think you're swell!
I like your style, say,
I think you're marvellous,
But I can't see
So how can I tell?
All of my shirts are unsightly,
All of my ties are a crime,
If dear in you I've picked rightly,
It's the very first time!
You came along, say,
I think you're wonderful!
I think you're grand, but,
I may be wrong!
< instrumental bridge >
I may be wrong, but,
I think you're swell!
< instrumental bridge >
But I can't see
So how can I tell?
All of my shirts are unsightly,
All of my ties are a crime,
If dear in you I've picked rightly,
It's the very first time!
You came along, say,
I think you're wonderful!
I think you're grand, but,
I may be wrong!
Ricky Van Shelton
I heard him say “I love you”
I heard him say “Forever”
Without you he'd rather be dead
I felt my hand shaking
I felt my heart breaking
‘Cause I meant every word he said
I saw him whisper something
Then I saw you look so happy
It's a look I won't ever forget
‘Cause whatever he told you
Meant I'd never hold you
And I meant every word he said
His heart stole those words from my head
Now it's too late to tell you what he's already said
I heard him say “I love you”
I heard him say “Forever”
Then he said, ”With this ring I thee wed “
And when he said “I do”
I choked back “I do” too
And I meant every word he said
His heart stole those words from my head
Now it's too late to tell you what he's already said
I heard him say “I love you”
I heard him say “Forever”
Then he said, “With this ring I thee wed”
And when he said “I do”
I choked back “I do” too
‘Cause I meant every word he said
I'm Glad I'm Not Young Anymore
How lovely to sit here in the shade
With none of the woes of man and maid
I'm glad I'm not young anymore
The rivals that don't exist at all
The feeling you're only two feet tall
I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more confusion
No morning-after surprise
No self delusion
That when you 're telling those lies
He isn't wise
And even if love comes through the door
The kind that goes on forever more
Forever more is shorter than before
Oh I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore
The tiny remark that tortures you
The fear that your friends won't like him too
I'm glad I'm not young anymore
The longing to end the stale affair
Until you find out he doesn't care
I'm glad that I'm not young anymore
No more frustration
No star-crossed lover am I
No aggravation
Just one reluctant reply, "lady, goodbye!"
The fountain of youth is dull as paint
Methuselah is my patron saint
I've never been so comfortable before
Oh, I'm so glad I'm not young anymore
Jimmy Dorsey and Paul Madeira
In this world of ordinary people
Extraordinary people
I'm glad there is you
In this world of over-rated pleasures
Of under-rated treasures
I'm so glad there is you
I live to love, I love to live with you beside me
This role so new, I'll muddle through with you to guide me
In this world where many, many play at love
And hardly any stay in love
I'm glad there is you
<brief instrumental>
In this world where many, many play at love
And hardly any stay in love
I'm glad there is you
More than ever, I'm glad there is you
I'm going back!
Where I can be me.
At the Bon Juor Tristise Brassiere Company.
They have a great big switchboard there--
Where it's just hello/goodbye.
It may be dull,
But there I can be--
Just me, myself and I.
A little modeling on the side.
Yes that's where I'll be.
At the Bon Juor Tristise Brassiere Company.
If anybody asks for Ella, Mella or Mom,
Tell them that I'm going back where I came from
To the Tristise Brassiere Company.
Good-bye everybody!
Good-bye Madame Grimaldi.
Good-bye Junior Mallot--
Santa Clause is hittin' the road.
Listen to your ever-lovin' mama.
Eat your spinach baby.
Eat your spinach baby by the load.
Good-bye La Petite
restaurant, adieu
(some more French words...)
Se tu fini
Adieu to you
And Good-bye Max
To your dogs and your cats
To the Duke of
Bye bye Barton and Kitchell and Hastings,
At last you're out of my clutches.
You'll miss me but you'll carry on.
You'll never know that I'm gone!
I'm goin' back...
I'm Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter
I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter
And make believe it came from you
I'm gonna write words oh so sweet
They're gonna knock me off my feet
A lotta kisses on the bottom
I'll be glad I got 'em
I'm gonna smile and say:
"I hope you're feeling better"
And close with love the way you do
I'm gonna sit right down
And write myself a long letter
And make believe that it came from you!
I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter
And make believe it came from you
I'm gonna write words oh so sweet
They're gonna knock me off my feet
A lotta kisses on the bottom
I'll be glad I got 'em
I'm gonna smile and say:
"I hope you're feeling better"
And close with love the way you do
I'm gonna sit right down
And write myself a long, long letter
And make believe that it came
And make believe that it came
And make believe that it came
Came from you!
I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
Refrain
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair
And send him on his way
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
I'm gonna wave that man right outa my arms
And send him on his way
Don't try to patch it up, tear it up, tear it up
Wash him out, dry him out, push him out, fly him out
Cancel him, and let him go, Yea, sister
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
I'm as corny as
I'm as normal as blueberry pie.
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful guy!
I am in a conventional dither,
With a conventional star in my eye.
And you will note there's a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy!
I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,
A cliche coming true!
I'm bromidic and bright as a moon happy night
Pouring light on the dew!
I'm as corny as
High as a flag on the Fourth of July!
If you'll excuse an expression I use,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
My doll is as dainty as a sparrow
Her figure is something to applaud
Where she's narrow
She's as narrow an arrow
And she's broad
Where a broad
Should be broad
A hundred and one pounds of fun
That's my little honey bun
Get a load of honey bun tonight
I'm speaking of my sweetie pie
Only sixty inches high
Every inch is packed with dynamite
Her hair is blond and curly
Her curls are hurly-burly
Her lips are pips,
I call her hips
Twirly and whirly
She's my baby, I'm her pap
She's my booby, I'm her trap
I am caught and I don't wanna run,
'Cause I'm having so much fun
With honey bun
I am caught and I don't wanna run,
'Cause I'm having so much fun
With honey bun
Believe me sonny!
She a cookie
Who can cook you 'till you're done
Ain't being funny!
Sonny,
Put your money
On my honey bun!
I'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Funny, but when you're near me
I'm in the mood for love
Heaven is in your eyes
Bright as the stars we're under
Oh, is it any wonder?
I'm in the mood for love
Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let's put our hearts together
Now we are one, I'm not afraid
If there's a cloud above
If it should rain, we'll let it
But, for tonight, forget it
I'm in the mood for love
Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let's put our hearts together
Now we are one, I'm not afraid
If there's a cloud above
If it should rain, we'll let it
But, for tonight, forget it
I'm in the mood
Hope you're in the mood
For love
Eubie Blake
I am here to state
I'm here to relate
To explain
and make it plain that:
I’m just wild about Harry
and Harry's wild about me;
The heavenly blesses of his
kisses fill me with ecstasy.
He's sweet just like sugar candy
and just like honey from a bee;
Oh, I’m just wild about Harry
and he's just wild about,
cannot do without,
he's just wild about me
I'm Looking Over A Four Leaf Clover
Words Mort
I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I over looked before,
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain,
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining the one remaining,
It's somebody I adore,
I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I over looked before.
I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I over looked before.
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain,
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining the one remaining,
It's somebody I adore,
I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I over looked before.
I'm nobody's baby, I wonder why,
Each night and day I pray the lord up above,
Please send me down somebody to love,
But nobody wants me, I'm blue somehow,
Won't someone here my plea
And take a chance with me,
'Cause I'm nobody's baby now.
No, nobody's baby,
And I've got to know the reason why,
Last week, I was walking down the street
And met and I said,
"Hey, maybe I was meant for you",
But he only tipped his hat and shook his head,
Kept on walking down the avenue.
Oh, nobody wants me, I'm mighty blue somehow,
Won't someone here my plea and take a little chance with me.
Because I'm...
No, nobody's baby, I'm blue somehow,
Won't someone here my plea
Aand take a chance with me,
There's no dennying, I'm crying,
I'm lonesome, on my ownsome,
I don't mean maybe, I'm nobody's baby.
Music: Gene de Paul / Lyrics: Johnny Mercer
Li'l Abner: Opened
Daisy Mae
Marryin' Sam
I'm past my prime
What a shame
And I'm losin' time
Guess the old clock's run down
Seventeen last spring
My, what a wasted life
Still without a ring
Would you become my wife?
I'm past my peak
You're an early antique
Look at this physique
Just hear the old bones creak
Where there was a glow
There ain't a glow no more
Now the wrinkles show
Where art Thou Romeo?
Who'd think of marryin' an octogenarian,
(both) Eighty-seven year old hag
When you're in this position you'll lose your disposition
(both) All the time it's nag, nag, nag
Life's like a song
And the happiest thing
When you're young and strong
Most everyday is spring
But it's just a crime
You can't get off the time
When you're past your prime
You's past your prime
Gettin' grumpy and grey
You's on over time
Ain't making take-home pay
Every sun that sets
All through the day I frets
Brings ya more regrets
And larger silhouettes
You's climb the heights
I is over the hill
Of romantic nights
My hand has lost it's skill
Comes the cruel dawn
I's feelin' pale and drawn
Lover boy has gone
He’s dog gone!
I ask you who's elated when you's Methusilated
(both) Like a mummy underground
When you is antiquated boys ain’t entraniquated
(both) They'd prefers you in the round
Life's just like pie
Huckleberry or peach?
When you're young and spry
Heaven's within your reach
But it's just a crime
How can it be sublime
When you're past your prime?
When you're past your prime?
When you're past your prime?
Rodgers and Hammerstein
Impossible
for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
Impossible,
for a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage,
And four white mice will never be four white horses!
Such fol-der-ol and fid-dle-dy dee of course, is--- Impossible!
But the world is full of zanies and fools
Who don't believe in sensible rules
And won't believe what sensible people say.
And because these daft and dewey-eyed dopes keep building up impossible hopes,
Impossible things are happening every day.
Impossible!
Impossible!
Impossible!
Impossible!
Impossible!
Impossible!
Impossible!
It's Possible!
For a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage!
It's Possible!
For a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage!
And four white mice are easily turned to horses!
Such fol-der-ol and fid-dle-dy dee of course, is
Quite Possible! It's possible!
For the world is full of zanies and fools
Who don't believe in sensible rules
And won't believe what sensible people say
And because these daft and dewey-eyed dopes keep
building up Impossible hopes
Impossible things are happening every day!
It's Possible!
It's Possible!
It's Possible!
It's Possible!
It's Possible!
It's Possible!
It's Poss-i-ble!
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(3)
I’m old fashion
I love the moonlight
I love the old fashion ways
The sound of rain
Upon a window pane
The starry song that April sings
This year’s fancies
Are passing fancies
Of sighing sighs and holding hands
These my heart understands
I’m old fashion
But I don’t mind it
That’s how I want to be
As long as you agree
To stay old fashion with me
I'm Sitting On Top Of The World
Lyric: Lewis and Young; Music: Ray Henderson
I'm sitting on top of the world,
Just rolling along, just rolling along.
I'm quitting the blues of the world,
Just singing a song, just singing a song.
Glory, hallelujah, I just phoned the parson,
"Hey, Par, get ready to call!"
Just like humpty dumpty,
I'm ready to fall.
I'm sitting on top of the world,
Just rolling along, just rolling along.
I'm quitting the blues of the world,
Just singing a song, just singing a song.
I'm Stepping Out with a Memory Tonight
(I) Music: Allie Wrubel and lyrics: Herb Magidson 1940
I'm stepping out with a memory tonight
To paint the town the way we used to do
I'll dine at the old café
Where we had so much fun
And order cocktails for two
Instead of the usual one
Then after dark in a hansom thru the park
While reminiscing I'll be kissing you
A lot of folks may think that I'm crazy,
Well, maybe they're right
But I'm stepping out with a memory tonight.
Stephen Sondheim 1971 Film 'Postcards From The Edge'
I'm Still Here
Good times and bum times,
I've seen them all and, my dear,
I'm still here
Plush vel-vet some-times,
Some-times just pret-zels and beer
But I'm here.
Ten years of brac-es, Voice and tap,
Tour-ing in plac-es off the map
Giv-ing au-di-tions on Zan-uck's lap, Nev-er fear.
My Moth-er drew up the con-tracts
So I'm here.
I've done commercials and club dates and and talkshows.
Gee, that was fun and a half.
When you've done commercials and club dates and and talkshows,
an -y- thing else is a laugh.
Black sa-ble one day, Next day it goes in-to hock,
But I'm here.
Top bill-ing Mon-day, Tues-day you're tour-ing in stock,
But I'm here
First you're an-oth - er True-blue tramp,
Then some-one's moth-er, Then you're camp.
Then you ca-reen from ca-reer to ca - reer.
I'm feel-ing tran-scen -den- tal Am I here
I've got-ten through "Hey, la - dy, are-n't you Whoo - zis?
Wow! What a look - er you were."
Or bet-ter yet, "Sor - ry, I thought you were Who - zis.
What-ev-er hap - pened to her?
Good times and bum times, I've seen 'em all and, my dear,
I'm stil here.
Smooth sail-ing some-times, Some-times a kick in the rear,
But I'm here.
I've run the gam-ut, A to Z.
Three cheers and dam-mit, C'est la- vie.
I got through all of last year
And I'm here.
Lord knows at least I was there
And I'm here!
Look who's here!
I'm still here!
Lyrics by Lester O’Keefe; Music by Idabelle Firestone (1929)
Closing theme for “The Voice of Firestone” radio/TV program
A garden sweet, a garden small,
Where rambler roses creep along the wall;
Where dainty phlox and columbine
Are nodding to the trumpet-vine.
I look upon each lovely bloom
That woos the breezes with its fait perfume –
And yet it seems my garden’s not so fair;
I know it’s just because you are not there.
Con moto
Here in my garden at twilight,
While tiny stars lend their shy light,
Thinking of you
I sit alone –
I’m dreaming of other nights we’ve known –
Upon the air softly falling,
The thrush’s song comes a-calling;
The trembling rose awaits the dew,
And here I wait for you, --
I wait for you. –
Tempo I
A garden sweet, a garden small,
Where rambler roses creep along the wall;
Where dainty phlox and columbine
Are nodding to the trumpet-vine.
And now each flow’r is sweeter, dear;
I know it’s just because at last you’re here.
We sit alone, from all the world apart,
And love is blooming full within my heart.
Words and Music by Ray Bloch, Nat Simon and Al Stillman
From the 20th Century-Fox Production "Happy Landing"
In my little red book,
I see somehow,
all the girls that I knew
and I'm wondering who,
can be kissing her now . . .
Down through memory lane,
I love to look,
at the little blue sighs
and the little white lies
in my little red book . . .
But there's one girl I had a yen for,
back in 1933,
that's the one I'd go again for,
and if she came back to me . . .
Everybody but her,
I'd overlook,
I'd have only one flame
there'd be only one name,
in my little red book . . .
Words by Vincent Bryan, Music by Gus Edwards
Verse 1:
Young Johnnie Steele has an Oldsmobile. He loves a dear little girl.
She is the queen of his gas machine. She has his heart in a whirl.
Now when they go for a spin, you know, she tries to learn his auto, so
He lets her steer while he gets her ear, and whispers soft and low;
Chorus:
Come away with me Lucile in my merry Oldsmobile
Down the road of life we’ll fly automo-bubbling you and I.
To the church we’ll swiftly steal, then our wedding bells will peal,
You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile.
Verse 2:
They love to spark in the dark old park, as they go flying along,
She says she knows why his motor goes; his sparker’s awfully strong.
Each day they spoon to the engine’s tune, their honeymoon will happen soon,
He’ll win Lucile with his Oldsmobile and then he’ll fondly croon;
Chorus:
Come away with me Lucile in my merry Oldsmobile
Down the road of life we’ll fly automo-bubbling you and I.
To the church we’ll swiftly steal, then our wedding bells will peal,
You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile.
Patter Chorus:
Come away Lucile ‘cause if I may Lucile I want to take you for my bride,
And we’ll chug along and always sing a song as down the road of life we fly
Even though my car is old and squeaky now it’s better than a horse or train.
When I pull the throttle out and put her into third you think you’re in a plane.
To the church we’re heading for a quiet wedding then I’ll crank her up and take the wheel
And away we’ll go my honey, they will know my honey that our love is real.
You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile,
My merry Oldsmobile.
Richard Rogers & Oscar Hammerstein II
from the television production of “Cinderella” broadcast March 31, 1957
Cinderella:
I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand in my way.
Chorus
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere
And the world will open its arms to me.
I'm a young Norwegian princess or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest Prima Dona in
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in
I'm a girl men go mad for
Love's a game I can play
With cool and confident kind of air.
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair.
I can be whatever I want to be.
I'm a slave from
I'm a queen in
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress on an African safari… it's a dangerous type of sport and yet it's fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun.
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner,
All alone in my own little chair.
In the Chapel in the Moonlight
Billy Hill, 1936
How I'd love to hear the organ
In the chapel in the moonlight
While we're strolling down the aisle
Where roses entwine
How I'd love to hear you whisper
In the chapel in the moonlight
That the love-light in your eyes
Forever will shine
Till the roses turn to ashes
Till the organ turns to rust
If you never come I'll still be there
Till the moonlight turns to dust
How I'd love to hear the choir
In the chapel in the moonlight
As they sing "Oh Promise Me"
Forever be mine
In The Cool Cool Cool Of The Evening
Johnny Mercer, Hoagy Carmichael (Bette Version)
Evans and Livingstone wrote all the songs for
"Here Comes the Groom" except one -- "In the Cool, Cool, Cool of
the Evening." "Cool" was written for a Betty Hutton movie by
Mercer and Carmichael but was not used. Later it was revived and incorporated
into a
Sue wants a barbeque
Sam wants to boil a ham
Grace votes for builabaise stew
Jake wants a weenie bake,
Stake and a layer cake
He´ll get a tummy ache too
We´ll rent a tent or teepee
Let the town cryer cry
And if it´s RSVP
This is what I´ll reply.
In the cool cool cool of the evening
Tell em´ I´ll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Better save a chair
When the party´s gettin´ a glow on
Singing fills the air
In the shank of the night
When the doins´ are right
You can tell em´ I´ll be there
"Oui," said the bumblebee
"Let's have jubilee."
"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"
"Sure," said the dinosaur
"Where?" said the grisly bear
"Under the light of the moon."
"How about your brother, jackass?"
Everyone gaily cried
"You’re coming to the fracas?"
"Offer respects," he sighed
In the cooooooool, of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cooooooool, of the evening
Better save a chair
When the party's getting a glow on
Singin' fills the air.
If I ain't in the clink,
And there's something to drink,
Well you can tell 'em I'll be there.
If I can crawl out of bed
And slap my hat on my head,
Well you can tell 'em I'll be there.
If there's room for one more,
And you need me, why sure,
Tell 'em, tell 'em I'll be there.
Bing Crosby Version
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Save your pappy a chair
When the party's getting a glow on
And singin' fills the air
In the shank of the night
When the doin's are right
Well you can tell 'em I'll be there
I like a barbecue
I like to boil a ham
And I vote for bouillabaisse stew.
What's that?
I like a weenie bake, steak and a layer cake
And you'll get a tummy ache too
We'll rent a tent or a teepee
Let the town crier cry
"All's well!"
And if it's RSVP
This is what I'll reply:
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em we'll be there
If you need a pair of freeloaders
To fracture your affair
I may even give them Pagliacci
Now stand back and give him air
If one can relax and we'll have a few yaks
And you can tell them we'll be there
"Oui," said the bumblebee
"Let's have jubilee."
"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"
"Sure," said the dinosaur
"Where?" said the grisly bear
"Under the light of the moon."
"How about your brother, jackass?"
Everyone gaily cried
"Are you coming to the fracas?"
Ain't gonna blow it
"And all the respects," he sighed
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Stick 'em on my hair
If perchance we look a bit peeked
Remember se la guerre
If we're still on our feet
And there's something to eat
Well you can tell them we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Better save a chair
When the party's getting a glow on
And singin' fills the air
If there's gas in my hack
and my laundry is back
If there's room for one more
And you need me
Why sure
If you need a new face or a tenor or base
If I can climb out of bed and put a head on my head
Well you can tell 'em we'll be there.
Cole Porter
"Rosalie" (1937)
Nelson Eddy
- 1937
Perry Como - 1952
Della Reese - 1958
Frank Sinatra - 1960
Also recorded by: Buddy Greco; Joni James; Jo Stafford; Mel Tormé; Billy Eckstine; Ella Fitzgerald;
Errol Garner; Richard Tauber; Ted Heath; Anne Shelton; Woody Herman; Engelbert Humperdinck; Jackson 5.
In the still of the night
As I gaze out of my window
At the moon in its flight
My thoughts all stray, stray to you
In the still of the night
While the world lies in slumber
Oh the times without number
When I say to you
Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream come true
Or will this dream of mine
Will it fade way out of sight
Just like that moon growing dim
Way out on the rim of the hill
In the still of the night
(1)
My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
And dear, I wonder if you find love
An optical illusion, too?
Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
'Cause I only have eyes for you.
(Refrain)
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
(Repeat Refrain)
(1)
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don't you cry
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
That's an Irish lullaby.
Over in Killarney, many years ago
My mother sang this song to me in tones so sweet and low
Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don't you cry
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
That's an Irish lullaby.
Oft in dreams I wander
To that cot again, I feel her arms a-huggin' me as when she held me then.
And I hear her voice a -hummin' to me as in days of yore,
When she used to rock me fast asleep outside the cabin door.
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don't you cry
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
That's an Irish lullaby.
Is it True What They Say About
(3)
Is it true what they say about
Does the sun really shine all the time?
Do the sweet magnolias blossom
At everybody's door?
Do folks keep eating possum
‘till they can't eat no more?
Is it true what they say about Swanee?
Is a dream by that stream so sublime?
Do they laugh, do they love,
Like they say in every song?
If it's true, that's where I belong.
Lyrics by: Sammy Cahn/Jule Styne 1959
I still get jealous
When they look at you
I may not show it
But I do
It`s more than I can bear
When they start to stare
Guess they think you`re
Too good to be true
I still get jealous
When we kiss goodnight
Unless you hold me
Lyrics courtesy the Top40db
Extra tight
And, dear, I know a secret
You didn`t think I knew
I still get jealous
Cause it pleases you
I still get jealous when
We kiss, kiss goodnight
Unless you hold me
Extra tight
And, dear, I know a secret
You didn`t think I knew
I still get jealous
Cause it pleases y-o-u
I still get jealous
Cause it pleases y-o-u
Yeah, I still get jealous
Cause it pleases you, yeah
(1) Words and Music by Desylva/Brown/Henderson
Lovers depend on moonlight for a love affair
Babies depend on mothers for their tender care
Flowers depend on sunshine, and the morning dew
Each thing depends on something, and I depend on you
I can be happy, I can be sad
I can be good, I can be bad
It all depends on you
I can be humble, I can be proud
I can be lonely out in a crowd
It all depends on you
I can save money, or spend it
Go right on living, or end it
You're to blame, honey, for what I do
I know that I can be beggar, I can be king
I can be almost any old thing
It all depends on you
Isn't it sweet to know, dear, you can help me on?
Wouldn't it hurt, to know, dear, all my hopes were gone?
Wouldn't it make you proud, dear, if I made a name?
But if I failed to win, dear, would you want all the blame?
(from the Broadway production of Cabaret)
FRAULEIN SCHNIEDER
If you brought me diamonds,
If you brought me pearls,
If you brought me roses
Like some other gents
Might bring to other girls,
It couldn't please me more
Than the gift I see;
A pineapple for me.
SCHULTZ
If in your emotion
You begin to sway
Went to get some air
Or grabbed a chair
To keep from fainting dead away,
It couldn't please me more
Than to see you cling
To the pineapple I bring.
Why do I do just as you say?
Why must I just give you your way?
Why do I sigh?
Why do I try to forget?
It must have been that something lovers call "Fate"
Kept on saying I had to wait
I saw them all
Just couldn't fall till we met
It had to be you, it had to be you
I wandered around and finally found
The somebody who
Could make me be true,
Could make me feel blue
And even be glad
Just to be sad
Thinkin' of you
Some others I've seen
Might never be mean
Might never be cross
Or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do
For nobody else
Gave me a thrill
With all your faults,
I love you still
It had to be you,
Wonderful you,
It had to be you
(1) Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II (O. Greeley Clendenning H. II)
Musicy: Richard Rodgers From the Film: State Fair 1945 (M)
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever,
But I know it isn't spring
I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented,
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
O why should I have spring fever,
When it isn't even spring
I keep wishing I were someone else,
Walking down a strange new street
And hearing words that I've never heard
From a girl I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams,
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud,
Or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way,
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be spring.
Jerry Herman
It only takes a moment,
For your eyes to meet and then
Your heart
Knows in a moment,
You will never be alone again
I held him for an instant,
But his arms felt sure and strong
It only takes a moment,
To be loved your whole life long.
Repeat above then sing
And that is all that love's about
And we'll recall, when time runs out
That it only took a moment
To be loved your whole life long
I've heard it said,
That love must grow
That to be sure,
You must be slow
I saw your smile,
And now I know
I'll listen to just my heart
That smile made me trust my heart.
Stephen Sondheim
Dictation being forced in
Revolution in
People in
I hope it's going to be alright
I hope the music plays forever
Forests falling at a desperate pace
The earth is dying, and desert taking its place
People under pressure on the brink of starvation
I hope it's gonna be alright
(Alright Alright Alright)
'Cause the music plays forever
('Cause it goes on and on and on and on and on)
I hope it's gonna be alright
(On and on and on and on, forever)
And the music plays forever
(Alright Alright)
Generations will come and go (will come and go)
But there's one thing for sure
Music is our life's foundation
And shall succeed all the nations to come
(Alright Alright Alright)
'Cause the music plays forever
('Cause it goes on and on and on and on and on)
I hope it's gonna be alright
(On and on and on and on and on)
(On and on and on and on)
And the music plays forever
The year three thousand may still come to pass
But the music shall last
I can hear it on a timeless wavelength
Never dissipating but giving us strength
(It's alright)
I think it's gonna be alright
(It's gonna be alright)
(Alright Alright Alright Alright)
'Cause the music plays forever
(Eeh-oh-oh-eeh)
(Gonna be alright)
If the music plays forever
(It will be alright)
If the music plays forever
(I think it's gonna be alright)
It's gonna be alright
(If the music plays)
It's all alright, It's alright
(For it goes on and on and on and on)
Dave Barbour/Peggy Lee
Oh! It's a good day, for singin' a song,
An' it's a good day for movin' along,
Yes, it's a good day, how could anything go wrong?
A good day from mornin' 'till night!
Yes it's a good day for shinin' your shoes
An' it's a good day for losin' the blues
Everything t' gain and nuthin' t' lose,
'Cuz it's a good day from mornin' to night!
I said to the sun, "Good Mornin' Sun!"
"Rise an' shine t'day!"
You kno' you gotta get goin' if you're gonna make a showin'
And you kno' you got the right of way!
'Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills,
And it's a good day for curin' your ills,
So, take a deep breath; throw away all your pills,
'Cause it's a good day from mornin' 'till night!
Just this very day, I said to the sun, "Good Mornin' Sun!"
"Rise an' shine, why don't you rise and shine t’day?"
You kno' you gotta get goin' if you wanna make a showin'
And you kno' you've got the right of way!
'Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills,
And it's a ' gooood ' day for curin' your ills,
So, take a deep breath; throw away all your pills,
'Cause it's a good day from mornin' 'till night!
Oh it's a good day from mornin' 'till night!
Yes it's a good day from mornin' 'till night!
Lyrics: Harold Adamson Music: Jimmy McHugh
From "A Date With Judy" 1948
It's a most unusual day
Feel like throwing my worries away
As an old native-born Californian would say
It's a most unusual day
There's a most unusual sky
Not a sign of a cloud passing by
And if I want to sing, throw my heart in the ring
It's a most unusual day
There are people meeting people
There is sunshine everywhere
There are people greeting people
And a feeling of Spring in the air
It's a most unusual time
I keep feeling my temperature climb
If my heart won't behave in the usual way
Well, there's only one thing to say
It's a most unusual day
There are people meeting people
There is sunshine everywhere
There are people greeting people
And a feeling of Spring in the air
It's a most unusual time
I keep feeling my temperature climb
If my heart won't behave in the usual way
Well, there's only one thing to say
Most unusual da-ay-ay
Most unusual da-ay
Be sure it’s true when you say
I love you, It’s a sin to tell a lie.
Millions of hearts have been broken
Just because these words were spoken,
I love you, Yes I Do, I love you,
If you break my heart I’ll die,
So be sure it’s true
When you say I love you.
It’s a sin to tell a lie.
Be sure it’s true when you say
"I love you"—if you break my heart,
You die! So be sure, be sure it’s true,
When you say "I love you."
It’s a sin to tell a lie!
Cross my heart and I
hope to die
I’ll never, never,
never tell another white lie
Took a little girl
out on a date last night
Next to her,
Gravel Ghertie would
have looked all right
Now I’m between the
devil and the deep blue sea
‘Cause I said “Baby,
you look good to me”
Told her that I loved
her
But oh, how I lied
And now she’s getting
set to be my blushing bride
If she leads me to
the altar, I'm sunk
‘Cause I can’t tell
the preacher I was drunk
So Lord have mercy,
on this no account sinner
Give me one more
chance to let another guy win her
Cross my heart and I
hope to die
I’ll never, never,
never tell another white lie
No I’ll never tell
another white lie!
Charlie Barnet
It's a wonderful world,
I'm just walking on air
Talk of heaven on earth,
I've got more than my share
Haven't got a care,
Happy all day thru
It's a wonderful world,
Loving wonderful you
Repeat above
It's a wonderful world,
It's a wonderful world,
Loving wonderful you
Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Haven't felt like this, my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I've dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Ah, kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long time
Haven't felt like this my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Long, long time
Cole Porter (1936) From Anything Goes
Billy:
The night is young and the skies are clear
And if you want to go walkin', dear
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely
I understand the reason why
You're sentimental, well so am I
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely
You can tell at a glance
what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear Mother Nature murmuring low
"Let yourself go"
So please be sweet, my chickadee
And when I kiss ya, say to me
"It's delightful, it's delicious,
it's delectable, it's delirious,
It's dilemma, it's de limit,
it's deluxe, it's de-lovely"
Hope:
I feel a sudden urge to sing
The kind of ditty that invokes the Spring
So, control your desire to curse
While I crucify the verse
This verse I've started seems to me
The "Tin Pan-tithesis" of melody
So to spare you all the pain,
I'll skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
Mi, mi, mi, mi,
mi, mi,
Re, re, re, re,
re, re,
Do, sol, mi, do,
la... si!
Time marches on, and soon it's plain,
You've won my heart and I've lost my brain.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
Life seems to sweet that we decide
It's in the bag to get unified.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
Billy:
See the crowd at the church,
See the proud parson propped on his perch.
Hear the sweet beat of that organ
Pealing our tune, "Here Comes the Groom."
How they cheer, and how they smile,
As we go galloping down the aisle.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
Hope:
To the pop of champagne,
Off we hop in a plush little plane,
To the bright lights and mist that
Everyone calls
Both:
All's well my love, our day's complete,
What a beautiful bridal suite.
...
Chorus:
They settled down as man and wife
To solve the riddle called married life.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
They're on a crest, they have no cares,
They're just a couple of honey bears.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
You can tell at a glance
What a swell night this is for romance.
You can hear, dear, Mother Nature
Murmuring low...
Billy: ... "Let yourself go!"
So please be sweet, my chickadee,
And when I kiss you, just say to me,
...
Cole Porter (1936) From Anything Goes
The night is young, the skies are clear
And if you want to go walking, dear,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
I understand the reason why
You're sentimental cause so am I.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
You can tell at a glance
What a swell night this is for romance.
You can hear Mother Nature murmuring low: "Let yourself go."
So please be sweet, my chickadee,
And when I kiss you, just say to me:
It's delightful, it's delicious,
It's delectable, it's delirious,
It's dilemma, it's de-limit,
It's deluxes, it's de-lovely.
Time marches on and soon it's plain
You've won my heart and I've lost my brain.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
Life seems so sweet that we decide
It’s in the bag to get unified.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
See the crowd in that church,
See the proud parson plopped on his perch.
Get the sweet beat of that organ sealing our doom.
"Here goes the groom, boom!"
How they cheer and how they smile
As we go galloping down that aisle.
"It's divine, dear. It's diveen, dear.
It's de-wunderbar. It's de victory.
It's de valoop. It's de vinner.
It's de voiks. It's de-lovely."
The knot is tied and so we take
A few hours off to eat wedding cake.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
It feels so fine to be a bride
And how's the groom? why, he slightly fried.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
To the pop of champagne
Off we hop in our plush little plane,
Till a bright light through the darkness colly calls,
"Niag'ra Falls."
All's well, my love, our day's complete,
And what a beautiful bridal suite.
"It's de-reamy. It's de-rowsy. It's de-reverie.
It's de-rhapsody. It's de-regal.
It's de-royal. It's de-Ritz. It's de-lovely."
We settle down as man and wife
To solve the riddle called married life.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
We're on the crest, we have no cares,
We're just a couple of honey bears.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
All's as right as can be
‘till one night at my window I see,
An absurd bird with a bundle hung on his nose
"Get baby clo'es."
Those eyes of yours are filled with joy
When nurse appears and cries "It's a boy."
"He's appalling. He's appealing.
He's a pollywog. He's a paragon.
He's a Popeye. He's a panic.
He's a pip. He's de-lovely."
Our boy grows up, he's six foot three.
He's so good-looking, he looks like me.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delovely.
He's such a hit, this son of ours,
That all the dowagers send him flowers.
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
So sublime is his press
That in time, L.B. Mayer, no less,
Makes a night flight
to
And tells him he should go
Good God!
He gets such pay that Elaine Barrie's his fiancee.
It's delightful, it's delicious,
It's delectable, it's delirious, it's dilemma,
It's delimit, it's deluxe. It's de-lovely.
From "
Music: Leonard Bernstein; Lyrics: Betty Comden and Adolph Green.
It's love, it's love, well who woulda thought it?
If this is love, then why have I fought it?
What a way to feel
I could touch the sky
What a way to feel
I have found my guy
It's love, at last
I've someone to cheer for
It's love, at last
I've learned what we're here for
I've heard it said
You'll know it when you see it
Well I see it, and I know it,
It's love
Jule Styne, Sammy Cahn
You sigh the sun begins,
You speak and I hear violins
It's magic
The stars desert the skies,
And rush to nestle in your eyes
It's magic
Without a golden wand or mystic charms
Fantastic things begin,
When I am in your arms
When we walk hand in hand,
The world becomes a wonderland
It's magic
How else can I explain those rainbows?
When there is no rain?
It's magic
Why do I tell myself?
These things that happen are all really true
When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you
It's magic....
It's magic....
Why do I tell myself?
These things that happen are all really true
When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you
() Symes, Neiburg, Livingston
Recorded by Glen Gray & the Casa Loma Orchestra
Verse:
We were more than lovers,
We were more than sweethearts.
It’s so hard to understand.
Don’t know why it happened.
Don’t how it started.
Why should we be strangers
After all we planned?
I can't show my face, can't go any place
People stop and stare, it's so hard to bear
Everybody knows you left me
It's the talk of the town
Every time we meet, my heart skips a beat
We don't stop to speak, though it's just a week
Everybody knows you left me
It's the talk of the town
We sent out invitations, to friends and relations
Announcing our wedding day
Friends and our relations gave congratulations
How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up, sweetheart, we can't stay apart
Don't let foolish pride, keep you from my side
How can love like ours be ending?
It's the talk of the town
We sent out invitations to friends and relations
Announcing our wedding day
Friends and our relations gave congratulations
How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up, sweetheart, we can't stay apart
Don't let foolish pride keep you from my side
How can love like ours be ending?
It's the talk
The talk of the town
Jerry Herman from Mame
Mame
Light the candles,
Get the ice out,
Roll the rug up,
It's today.
Though it may not be anyone's birthday,
And though it's far from the first of the year,
I know that this very minute has history in it, we're here!
All:
It's a time for making merry,
And so I'm for making hay.
Mame
Tune the grand up,
Dance your shoes off,
Strike the band up,
It's today!
All:
And we're living
In the world game,
So this whole game's
What we make.
Mame
Call the cops out,
Raise the rockets,
Pull the stops out,
All:
Pull out the stops,
It's today
Light the candles,
Fill the punch bowl,
Throw confetti,
It's today.
Girls
Life can also be lived on a weekday,
So don't depend on a holiday date,
If you need New Year's to bubble,
Then order a double and wait.
Doo doo doo doo dah
All:
There's a "thank you" you can give life,
If you live life all the way.
Pull the stops out,
Hold the roof down,
Mame
Fellows watch out,
It's today.
All:
It's a time for making merry,
And so I'm for making hay.
Tune the grand up,
Call the cops out,
Strike the band up,
Pull the stops out,
Hallelujah!
It's today!
(1) Written by: Johnny Mercer: Jimmy Van Heusen
Arranged By: Nelson Riddle
From the Album: Songs For Swingin' Lovers (1956)
Label: Capitol
Records Recorded:
I took a trip on a train, and I thought about you.
I passed a shadowy lane, and I thought about you.
Two or three cars parked under the stars,
A windin' stream.
Moon shining down on some little town
And with each beam, the same old dream.
At every stop that we made,
Oh I thought about you.
And when I pulled down the shade,
Then I really felt blue.
I peaked through the crack
And looked at the track,
The one goin' back to you,
And what did I do?
I thought about you.
Lyrics: Kim Gannon Music: Mabel Wayne
I understand, and darling, you are not to blame,
If when we kiss it's not the same, I understand.
It's not your fault because your heart has changed its mind.
You didn't mean to be unkind, I understand.
Forgetting you will be far from easy,
I've grown so used to your charms.
I miss that old thrill and no one can fill
Your place here in my heart.
But if you'll find our love was really meant to be,
Then darling, hurry back to me, and I'll understand.
I've Been Working On the Railroad
I've been working on the railroad
All the livelong day,
I've been working on the railroad
Just to pass the time away,
Don't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn,
Don't you hear the captain shouting
"Dinah, blow your horn?"
Dinah won't you blow,
Dinah won't you blow,
Dinah won't you blow your horn.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone's in the kitchen I know-oh, oh, oh,
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Strumming on the old banjo,
And singing...
Fe fi fiddley-i-o,
Fe fi fiddley-i-o-o-o-o,
Fe fi fiddley-i-o,
Strumming on the old banjo.
How glad the many millions of Annabelles and Lillians
Would be to capture me
But you had such persistence, you wore down my resistance
I fell and it was swell
I'm your big and brave and handsome Romeo
How I won you I shall never never know
It's not that you're attractive
But, oh, my heart grew active
When you came into view
I've got a crush on you, sweetie pie
All the day and night-time give me sigh
I never had the least notion that
I could fall with so much emotion
Could you coo, could you care
For a cunning cottage we could share
The world will pardon my mush
'Cause I have got a crush my baby on you
Could you coo, could you care
For a cunning cottage
That we could share
The world will pardon my mush
'Cause I have got a crush, my baby, on you
I've Got a Feelin' I'm Fallin'
Music by Thomas "Fats" Waller and Harry Link with lyrics by Billy Rose
I'm flyin' high, but I've got a feelin' I'm fallin'
Fallin' for nobody else but you
You caught my eye,
And I've got a feelin' I'm fallin'
Show me the ring and I'll jump right through!
I used to travel single-o, we chanced to mingle-o
Now I'm a tingle over you
Hey Mister Parson stand by,
For I've got a feelin' I'm fallin'
Fallin' for nobody else but you!
Cole Porter From the Film Broadway Melody of 1940 (M)
I've got my eyes on you
So best beware where you roam.
I've got my eyes on you
So don't stray too far from home.
Incidentally, I've set my spies on you,
I'm checking all you do, from a to zee.
So, darling, just be wise, keep your eyes on me.
I've Got My Love to Keep me Warm
Irving Berlin
The snow is snowing
The wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm
Why do I care how much it may storm
I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember
A worse December
Just watch those icicles form
Why do I care if icicles form?
I've got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat
Off with my gloves
I need no overcoat
I'm burning with love
My heart's on fire
The flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm
Why do I care how much it may storm
I've got my love to keep me warm
(R.P. Weston and F.J. Barnes)
Copyright 1909 Francis, Day and Hunter Ltd.
From The
Now Jim O'Shea was cast away
Upon an Indian Isle.
The natives there they liked his hair,
They liked his Irish smile,
They made him chief Nabojoe,
The Nabob of them all.
They rigged him up so gay,
And they called him Jij-ji-boo Jhai,
So he wrote to
To his sweetheart, just to say:
CHORUS:
Sure, I've got rings on my fingers,
Bells on my toes,
Elephants to ride upon,
My little Irish Rose;
So come to your Nabob,
And next Patrick's Day,
Be Mistress Mumbo Jumbo
Jij-ji-boo J. O'Shea.
Across the sea went Rose Magee
To see her Nabob grand.
He sat within his palanquin,
And when she kissed his hand,
He led her to his harem,
Where he had wives galore.
She started shedding a tear;
Said he, "Now have no fear,
I'm keeping these wives here
Just for ornament, my dear."
In emerald green he robed his queen,
To share with him his throne.
'Mid eastern charms and waving palms
They'd shamrocks, Irish grown,
Sent all the way from
To Nabob J. O'Shea
But in his palace so fine
Should Rose for
With smiles her face will shine
When he murmurs, "Sweetheart mine"
I've Got the World on a String
Words: Ted Koehler; Music: Harold Arlen
I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got that string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I'm in love
I've got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go
Anytime I snap my finger
What a world, what a life, I'm in love
Life's a beautiful thing
Long as I hold that string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I'd ever let you go
But I've got this world on a string
I'm sittin' on a rainbow
Got that string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I'm in love
Life's a beautiful thing
Long as I hold that string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I'd ever let you go
But, darling, I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got that string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I'm in love
I've Got Spurs That Jingle Jangle Jingle
Music: Joseph Lilley; Lyrics:Ranke Loesser 1942
Chorus
I've got spurs that
jingle, jangel, jingle
As I go riding merrily along.
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you
glad you're single?"
And that song ain't
so very far from wrong.
Oh, Lillie
Belle! Oh, Lillie Belle,
Though I may have done some fooling
This is why I never fell--
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go riding merrily along.
Repeat Chorus
Oh Sally Jane Oh Sally Jane
Though I'd love to stay for-ever
this is why I can't remain
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go riding merrily along.
Repeat Chorus
Oh Mary Ann Oh Mary Ann
Though we've done some moonlight walking
this is why I upped and ran
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go riding merrily along.
Repeat Chorus
I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart,
You're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I've tried so not to give in
I've said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist,
When baby I know so well
That I've got you under my skin
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear
Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face
Music: Frederick Loewe; Lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner
I've grown accustomed to her face,
She almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent
And content before we met;
Surely I could always
Be that way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to her looks;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.
I've grown accustomed to her face,
She almost makes the day begin.
I'm gotton used to hear hear her say
"Good morning" ev'ry day.
Her joys, her woes,
Her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I'm very grateful she's a woman
and so easy to forget;
Rather like a habbit
One can always break and yet,
I've grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air;
Accustomed to her face.
Writer: Styne/Cahn
It seems to me I've heard that song before
It's from an old familiar score
I know it well, that melody
It's funny how a theme
Recalls a favorite dream
A dream that brought you so close to me
I know each word, because I've heard that song before
The lyrics said: "for evermore"
For evermore's a memory
Please have them play it again
And (Then) I'll remember just when
I heard that lovely song before
I’ve Never Been In Love Before
(Frank Loesser)
I've never been in love before
Now all at once it's you
It's you forever more
I've never been in love before
I though my heart was safe
I thought I knew the score
But this is wine
That's all too strange and strong
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour.
So please forgive, this helpless haze I'm in
I've really never been in love before.
So this is why
That's all too strange and strong
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour.
So please forgive, this helpless haze I'm in
I've never really been in love before.
I Want a Girl Just Like the Girl
Harry Von Tilzer, William Dillon
I want a girl
Just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
I want a girl
Just like the girl
That married dear old Dad.
She was a pearl
And the only girl
That Daddy ever had.
A good-old fashioned girl
With heart so true,
One who love
Nobody else
But You
I want a girl,
Just like the girl
That married dear old Dad.
(1) Irving Caesar/Vincent Youmans (No No Nanett)
I want to be happy but
I won't be happy till I make you happy too;
Life's really worth living,
When we are mirth-giving.
Why can't I give some to you?
When skies are gray and you say you are blue,
I'll send the sun smiling through,
I want to be happy,
But I won't be happy till I make you happy, too
Frank Loesser (1947)
from the motion picture “The Perils of Pauline”starring Betty Hutton
I wish I didn't love you so,
My love for you,
Should've ended long ago.
I wish I didn't need your kiss,
Why must your kiss,
Torture me as long as this?
(bridge)
I might be smiling by now,
With some new, tender friend,
Smiling by now,
With my heart on the mend.
But when I try,
Something in my heart says, "No!"
You're still there,
I wish I didn't love you so.
The sleepless nights - the daily fights
The quick toboggan - when you reach the heights
I miss the kisses - and I miss the bites
I wish I were in love again
The broken dates - the endless waits
The lovely loving - and the hateful hates
The conversation - with the flying plates
I wish I were in love again
No more pain - no more strain
Now I'm sane - but I would rather be punched - drunk
The pulled out fur - of cat and cur
The fine mismating - of a him and her
I've learned my lesson - but I wish I were
In love again
The furtive sigh - the blackened eye
The words: "I love you - 'til the day I day"
The self deception - that believes the lie
I wish I were in love again
When love congeals - it soon reveals
The faint aroma - of performing seals
The double-crossing - of a pair of heals
I wish I were in love again
No, no more care - no, no despair
Now I'm all there (now) - but I'd rather be puncdrunk
Believe me sir - I much prefer
The classic battle - of a him and her
I don't like quiet - and I wish I were
In love again - in love again - in love again
(1) Jerry Herman (Mack and Mable)
I won't send roses
Or hold the door;
I won't remember
Which dress you wore.
My heart is too much in control,
The lack of romance in my soul
Will turn you gray, kid,
So stay away, kid.
Forget my shoulder
When you're in need.
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed.
And should I love you you would be
The last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.
My pace is frantic
My temper's cross;
With words romantic
I'm at a loss.
I'd be the first one to agree
That I'm preoccupied with me
And it's inbred, kid
So keep your head, kid.
In me you'll find things
like guts and nerve,
But not the kind things
That you deserve.
And so while there's a fighting chance
Just turn and go.
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.
So who needs roses
Or stuff like that
So who needs chocolates,
They'd make me fat.
And I can get along just fine,
Without a gushing valentine
And I'll get by kid
With just the guy kid
And if he calls me
And it's collect
Sir Walter Raleigh
I don't expect
And though I know I may be left
Out on a limb
So who needs roses
That didn't come from him?
By Jimmy Buffett
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reach
Chorus:
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way
Won't be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in
Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls swaying to and fro
I must declare, my heart is there
Tho' I've been from
Repeat Chorus
Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Ackey rice, salt fish are nice
And the rum is fine any time of year
Repeat Chorus
Words by Robert B. Wright
Music by Bobby Plater, Tiny Bradshaw and Edward Johnson
They call it the
A rhythm that really counts
The temperature always mounts
Where ever they play the
Funny rhythm they play.
It started on
And somebody heard it there.
He put it right on the air,
And now you hear it everywhere.
Uptown gave it new licks,
Downtown added some tricks.
No town makes it sound the
Same as where it came from!
So if you don't feel so hot
Go out some
And whether you're hep or not
The
Jay Thompson
Jimmy, oh Jimmy silly boy!
Gee what a real swell guy!
Jimmy, oh Jimmy what a joy!
He makes your troubles fly.
His glance has fireworks in it.
We kiss, my heart does a whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy don't you know
What I can't quite confess.
So coax me!
Implore me!
I promise you won't bore me!
Jimmy, I might say yes!
as sung by Sutton Foster
No canary in a cage for me
This canary’s ready to fly free
Cut the cord
Is that a man I once adored?
He’s nothing but an albatross
No great loss
Double crosser
Forget about the boy!
Pull the plug
Ain’t he the one who pulled the rug?
He’s lower than an alley cat
Dirty rat
And I flatter
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
And in the moonlight
Don’t you think about him
Sister you’re much better off without him
You can blow the blues a kiss goodbye
And put the sun back in the sky
For when he comes crawling
I’m not falling
Shout hooray and
Hallelu-
Now me and Mr Wrong are through
I’ll find myself another beau
Who I know
Is no rover
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Jimmy, oh Jimmy,
Horace, Danny, Milton, Percy, Edgar
Jimmy,
Barney Schreiber CPA
Jimmy, oh Jimmy,
Cut the cord
Is that a man I once adored?
Silly boy,
He’s nothing but an albatross
No great loss
Gee, what a real swell guy.
Double crosser
Forget about the boy!
Jimmy, oh Jimmy,
Pull the plug
Ain’t he the one who pulled the rug?
Oh, what joy,
He makes my troubles fly.
He’s lower than an alley cat
Dirty rat
And I flatter to
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Johnny Angel, how I love him.
He's got something I can't resist,
but he doesn't even know that I exist.
Johnny Angel, how I want him.
How I tingle when he passes by.
Every time he says "Hello" my heart begins to fly.
I remember how I get carried away.
I dream of him and me, and how it's gonna be.
Other fellas call me up for a date,
but I just sit and wait, I'd rather concentrate ...
... on Johnny Angel.
'Cause I love him.
And I pray that someday he'll love me.
And together we will see how lovely heaven will be.
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart, music: Richard Rodgers
Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sings was this
Ah!
Poor Johnny one-note
sang out with "gusto"
And just overlorded the place
Poor Johnny one-note yelled willy nilly
Until he was bleu in the face
For holding one note was his ace
Couldn’t hear the brass
Couldn’t hear the drum
He was in a class by himself, by gum!
Poor Johnny one-note got in Aida
Indeed a great chance to be brave
He took his one note
Howled like the North Wind
Brought forth wind that made critics rave,
While Verdi turned round in his grave!
Couldn’t hear the flute
Or the big trombone
Ev’ry one was mute
Johnny stood alone.
Cats and dogs stopped yapping
Lions in the zoo
All were jealous of Johnny's big trill
Thunder claps stopped clapping,
Traffic ceased its roar,
And they tell us Niag’ra stood still.
He stopped the train whistles,
Boat whistles, steam whistles,
Cop whistles, all whistles bowed to his skill
Sing Johnny One-Note,
Sing out with "gusto" and
Just overwhelm all the crowd
Ah!
So sing Johnny One-Note, out loud!!
Sing Johnny One-Note
Sing Johnny One-Note out loud!
Jolly
Richard and Robert Sherman Mary Poppins
Ain't it a glorious day
Ripe as a morning in May
I feel like I could fly
Have you ever seen the grass so green
Or a bluer sky
Oh it's a jolly holiday with Mary
Mary makes your heart so light
When the day is gray and ordinary
Mary makes the sun shine bright
Oh happiness is blooming all around her
The daffodils are smiling at the dove
When Mary holds your hand you feel so grand
Your heart starts beating like a big brass band
Oh it's a jolly holiday with Mary
No wonder that it's Mary that we love
It's a jolly holiday with you, Bert
Gentlemen like you are few
Though you're just a diamond in the rough, Bert
Underneath your blood is blue
You'd never dream of pressing your advantage
Forbearance is the hallmark of your creed
A lady needn't fear when you are near
Your sweet gentility is crystal clear
Oh it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert
A jolly jolly holiday with you
I Aint Got Nobody Lyrics
Louis Prima
I'm Just a gigolo
Everywhere I go
People know the part
I'm playing
Paid for every dance
Selling each romance
Oh what their saying
There will come a day
And youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
They'll say just a gigolo
Life goes on without me
I'm just a gigolo, everywhere I go
People know the part I'm playing
Paid for every dance
Starting each romance
Oh what their saying
And there will come a day
And youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
They'll say just a gigalo
Life goes on without me
Cause I aint got nobody
Oh and theres nobody cares for me
Theres nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mamma
Come and take a chance with me
Cause I aint so bad
And I'll sing out, sweet love songs
All of the time
She will only be, only be
Bip bozadee bodzee bop le bop
I aint got nobody
Oh and theres nobody cares for me
Theres nobody cares for me
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla bop
I ain't got nobody, nobody,
Nobody cares for me
Nobody , theres nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely,
Oh lonely, oh lonely, lonely lonely
Won't some sweet mama come and rescue me
Cause I aint so bad
And I'll sing out
Sweet love songs
All of the time
She will only be, only, only, only only be
Baby, sugar darling
I aint got nobody baby
And there's nobody, there's nobody
There's nobody theres nobody
There's no one, there's no one
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody cares for me
Frank Loesser & Milton DeLugg
Recorded by Guy Lombardo & his Royal Canadians, vocal by Kenny Gardner & Trio
This is Just Another Polka, Just Another Polka,
But oh what a girl in my arms.
Am I in Heaven since we met?
Is this the Philharmonic playing Romeo and Juliet? No!
Just Another Polka like any other polka,
But some-how the music has charms.
This is Just Another Polka, but holy schmolka!
Oh, what a girl in my arms.
I’m dancing with an angel, with an angel,
An angel, an angel.
Oh yes I’m dancing with an angel,
That’s why the band is sounding better
From the moment that I met her.
‘Cause I’m dancing with an angel,
With an angel, an angel, angel.
She’s got me dancing like I never thought I could,
Oh Arthur Murray never had it so good.
This is Just Another Polka, Just Another Polka,
But oh what a girl in my arms.
Am I in Heaven since we met?
Is this the Philharmonic playing Romeo and Juliet? No!
Just Another Polka like any other polka,
But some-how the music has charms.
This is Just Another Polka, but holy schmolka!
Oh, what a girl in my arms.
Mary Chapin Carpenter Version
Have you ever loved someone you knew nothing of
Except you'd seen the light inside their eyes
Have you ever loved someone just because
Nothing felt so easy or so right
And I think of you like the others do
Wondering if you think of me
And if you do, if you really do
Who is it that you see
Have you ever loved
Whether right or wrong
Have you ever loved someone
Just because
Have you ever tried to speak the truth instead of lie
When it seemed you had everything to lose
Have you ever tried to stand your ground instead of hide
When staying only made you look a fool
And I stayed by you though I think I knew
It wouldn't change a thing
Changes come to hearts with ease
But they come so hard to me
Have you ever tried to make it last, not knowing why
Except you had to try
Just because
And every day that passes now, I s'pose I'm getting older
Wiser with the things I've done
But I hope I don't grow colder
And now I see the ones, who've lost so much
They swear they're done
With love and all the chance it brings for pain
but have you ever touched, and by itself it was enough
to make you want to reach out once again
And I'll touch you when I need a friend
Or just a small reminder
That I haven't grown too cold to feel
You penetrate my armor
Have you ever loved
Whether right or wrong
Have you ever loved someone
Just because
Have you ever loved someone
Just because
Lloyd Price (Song by John Lennon)
Just because you left and said goodbye
Do you think that I will sit and cry
Even if my heart should tell me so
Darling I would rather let you go
Just because you think that you're so smart
Going around and breaking lovers hearts
Before I let this thing happen to me
Darling I would rather swim the sea
I know you think you're smart
Just going around breaking lovers hearts
Just because I want someone who's kind
With a heart as good and pure as mine
But maybe I am asking far too much
Darling please don't ever break my heart
(musical interlude)
I know you think you're smart
Just going around breaking lovers hearts
Just because I want someone who's kind
With a heart as good and pure as mine
But maybe I am asking far too much
Darling please don't ever break my heart
(musical ending)
Written by J.Shelton, S.Robin, B.Shelton
Well-now just because you think your so pretty,
Just because you think your so hot
Just because you think you've got something,
That nobody else has got.
Though you make me spend all my money,
You laugh and call me old Santa Claus
Well, I'm telling you honey
I'm through with you,
Because, just because
Well-now just because you think I'm so lonesome,
Just because I'll be blue
Just because you think
I'd be foolish to stay around at home and wait for you
Though you made me drop all my boyfriends,
You laugh and call me old Santa Cause
Well, I'm telling you honey
I'm through with you,
Because, just because
Though you make me spend all my money.
You laugh and call me old Santa Clause
But, I'm telling you that
I'm through with you,
Because, just because
(1) Comden/Green/Styne
I was resting comfortably, face down in the gutter
Life was serene, I knew where I was at
"There's no hope for him," my dearest friends would mutter
I was something dragged in by the cat. Then ...
Just in time
I found you just in time
Before you came my time
Was running low
I was lost
The losing dice were tossed
My bridges all were crossed
Nowhere to go
Now you're here
And now I know just where I'm going
No more doubt or fear
I found my way
For love came just in time
I found you just in time
To change my lonely life
That lovely day
(2)
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down
So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things
Melissa Manchester
When your heroes go up in a puff,
And there’s not enough to hang on to
And the ones you would count on to call
They all fall down all around you
Then you’ve got to believe there’s more
It is the reason we’re put here for
It’s just you and I
When the legends’ over - and we have just begun
We can look to each other to see us through
Just you and I
When a miracle’s long overdue
And there’s no one who’s gonna come to guide you
So you keep looking up to the sky - wondering why
The clouds won’t hide you
At the times when you’re most afraid
That is the reason why dreams are made
It’s just you and I
When the legend’s over - and we have just begun
We can look to each other to see us through
Just you and I
I got to
By Sattidy I larned a thing or two
For up to then I didn't have an idy
Of whut the modren world was comin' to!
I counted twenty gas buggies goin' by theirsel's
Almost ev'ry time I tuk a walk.
'Nen I put my ear to a
(Whut next! Yeak whut!)
Whut next?
Ev'rythin's up to date in
They've gone about as fur as they c'n go!
They went and built a skyscraper seven stories high,
About as high as a buildin' orta grow.
Ev'rythin's like a dream in
It's better than a magic lantern show!
Y' c'n turn the radiator on whenever you want some heat.
With ev'ry kind o' comfort ev'ry house is all complete.
You c'n walk to privies in the rain and never wet your feet!
They've gone about as fur as they c'n go,
(Yes sir!)
They've gone about as fur as they c'n go!
Ev'rythin's up to date in
They've gone about as fur as they c'n go!
They got a big theayter they call a burlesque.
Fer fifty cents you c'n see a dandy show.
One of the gals was fat and pink and pretty,
As round above as she was round below.
I could swear that she was padded from her shoulder to her heel,
But latter in the second act when she began to peel
She proved that ev'rythin' she had was absolutely real!
She went about as fur as she could go,
(Yes sir!)
She went about as fur as she could go!
Music: Richard Rodgers; Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II
Keep it gay, keep it light
Keep it fresh, keep it fair
Let it bloom ev'ry night
Give it room, give it air
Keep your love a lovely dream and never wake it
Make it happy and be happy as you make it
Let it sing like a nightingale in May
Keep it gay, keep it free
Or you'll frighten it away
Take it easy and enjoy it while you take it
Keep it gay, keep it gay Keep it gay
(Lyrics: Lee Adams; Music: Charles Strouse)
Kids, I don't know what's wrong with these kids today
Kids, who can understand anything they say
Kids, they are disobedient, disrespectful oafs
Noisy, crazy, sloppy, lazy loafers
And while we're on the subject
Kids, you can talk and talk till your face is blue
Kids, but they still do just what they want to do
Why can't they be like we were perfect in every way
What's the matter with kids today
Kids ...
I don't mind the moonlight swims,
it's the loop-da-loop that hurts
Kids ...
How will we ever beat the Russians?
Kids ...
I didn't know what growing up was
till I was almost past it
Laughing, singing, dancing, grinning morons
And while we are on the subject
Kids, they are just impossible to control
Kids, with their awful clothes and their rock and roll
Why can't they dance like we did?
What's wrong with Sammy K.?
What's the matter with kids today?
(Reprise)
Kids, what's the matter with kids today
Kids, who can understand anything they say
Kids, they are so ridiculous, and so immature
I don't see why anybody want's them
Just you wait and see
Kids, they are just impossible to control
Soon you will be old enough to be
Kids, with their awful clothes and their rock and roll
Another teenage delinquent
Why can't they be like you were, perfect in every way
What't the matter with kids today
Kids, what the devil is wrong with these kids today
Kids, who could guess they would turn out that way
Why can't they be like we were, perfect in every way
What's the matter with kids?
What's the matter with kids?
What's the matter with kids today?
Kiss me Once, Then Kiss me Twice
(It's Been A Long, Long Time)
Intro:
Never thought that you would be
Standing here in front of me
There's so many things I'd like to say
But words can wait until some other day
Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Haven't felt like this, my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I've dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Ah, kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long time
Haven't felt like this my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Long, long time
Lyrics: L. Arthur Rose & Douglas Furber; Music: Noel Gay
from “For Me And My Girl” (1937)
Any time you're Lambeth way,
Any evening, any day,
You'll find us all
Doin' the Lambeth Walk.
Every little Lambeth gal,
With her little Lambeth pal,
You'll find 'em all
Doin' the Lambeth Walk.
Everything free and easy,
Do as you darn well pleasy,
Why don't you make your way there
Go there, stay there.
Once you get down Lambeth way
Ev'ry ev'ning, ev'ry day,
You'll find yourself
Doin' the Lambeth Walk.
Rodgers/Hart
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesn't come late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, but it's ok
Hates
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds
Won't go to
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads
That's why the lady is a tramp
She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's flat, that’s that
She’s all alone when she lowers her lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp
Lyrics: Paul Francis Webster; Music: Hoagy
A moment after dark around the park,
An old-fashion gent comes parading,
Dressed in funny clothes but singing as he goes,
The Lamplighter's Serenade.
The old boy loves to talk with couples on the walk,
But when it's half after love time,
He reaches for his stick and from his bag of tricks,
He lights every star in the sky.
And if a lady or a beau should answer No,
He sprinkles their hearts with his magic,
Then he steals away to sing another day,
The Lamplighter's
Serenade.
Hold me close and hold me fast.
This magic spell you cast;
this is la vie en
rose.
When you kiss me, heaven sighs.
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en
rose.
When you press me to your heart,
I'm in a world apart.
A world where roses bloom.
And when you speak,
angels fly from above.
Everyday words seem to turn
into love songs.
Give your heart and soul to me.
And life will always be
La vie en rose.
Des yeux qui font
baiser les miens,
Un rire qui se
perd sur sa bouche,
Voila le portrait
sans retouche
De l'homme auquel
j'appartiens
Quand il me prend
dans ses bras
Il me parle tout
bas,
Je vois la vie en
rose.
Il me dit des mots
d'amour,
Des mots de tous
les jours,
Et ca me fait
quelque chose.
Il est entre dans
mon coeur
Une part de
bonheur
Dont je connais la
cause.
C'est lui pour
moi. Moi pour lui
Dans la vie,
Il me l'a dit, l'a
jure pour la vie.
Et des que je
l'apercois
Alors je sens en
moi
Music: Julie Styne; Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim (Gypsy)
Let me entertain you.
Let me make you smile.
Let me do a few tricks.
Some old and then some new tricks.
I'm very versatile.
And if you’re real good
I’ll make you feel good
I want your spirits to rise
So let me
Entertain you
And we'll have a real good time...
Yes Sir!
And we'll have a real goooooooood time.
Irving Berlin Copyright © 1928, 1929
Verse:
What care I who makes the laws of a nation,
Let those who will take care of its rights and wrongs,
What care I who cares for the world's affairs,
As long as I can sing its popular songs.
Chorus:
Let me sing a funny song
With crazy words that roll a-long,
And if my song can start you laughing,
I'm happy, happy.
Let me sing a sad refrain,
Of broken hearts that loved in vain.
And if my song can start you crying, I'm happy.
Let me croon a lowdown blues
To lift you out of your seat,
If my song can reach your shoes
And start you tap-ping your feet, I'm happy.
Let me sing of
The Swanee shore, and mother's arms.
And if my song can make you homesick,
I'm happy.
Let's Call the Whole Thing Off
Things have come to a pretty pass.
Our romance is growing flat!
For you like this or the other,
and I go for this or that!
Goodness knows what the end will be,
I don't know where I am at (???)
It looks as if we two will never be one.
Something must be done.
You say E-ther and I say I-ther.
You say nE-ther and I say nI-ther.
E-ther, I-ther, nE-ther, nI-ther
Let's call the whole thing off!
You like po-tay-to and I like po-tah-to.
You like to-may-to and I like to-mah-to.
Po-tay-to, po-tah-to,
To-may-to, to-mah-to,
Let's call the whole thing off!
But oh, if we call the whole thing off,
Then we must part.
And oh, if we ever part
That would just break my heart.
So if you go for oi-sters and I go fer er-sters,
I'll order oi-sters and cancel my er-sters.
For we know we need each other
So we better call the calling off off,
Let's call the whole thing off!
You say a-fter and I say ah-fter,
You say la-fter and I say lah-fter.
A-fter, ah-fter,
La-fter, lah-fter,
let's call the whole thing off!
You say vanilla and I say vanella,
You s'asperilla and I s'asperella.
Vanilla, vanella,
chocoloate, strawberries!
Let's call the whole thing off!
But oh, if we call the whole thing off,
then we must part.
And oh, if we ever part
that would just break my heart.
You like pajamas and I like pajahmas.
I'll wear pajamas and give up pajahmas.
For we know we
need each other so we
better call the calling off off,
Let's call the whole thing off
From 1933 "Let's Fall In Love"
Lyrics: Ted Koehler; Music: Harold Arlen
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Our hearts are made if it
Let's take a chance
Why be afraid of it
Let’s close our eyes
And make our own paradise
Little we know of it
Still we can try
To make a go of it
We might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be
Let our hearts discover
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Now is the time for it while we are young
Let's fall in love
We might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be
Let our hearts discover
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Now is the time for it while we are young
Let's fall in love
Matt Dennis/Tom Adair (1941)
Recorded by Tommy Dorsey & his Orchestra, vocal by Jo Stafford, the Piped Pipers, Frank Sinatra & Connie Haines,
Let's take a boat to
Let's take a plane to
Let's take a kayak to Quincy or Nyack,
Let's get away from it all.
Let's take a trip in a trailer
No need to come back at all.
Let's take a powder to
Let's get away from it all.
We'll travel 'round from town to town,
We'll visit ev'ry state.
I'll repeat, "I love you sweet!"
In all the forty-eight.
Let's go again to Niag'ra
This time we'll look at the Fall.
Let's leave our hut, dear,
Get out of our rut, dear,
Let's get away from it all.
Let’s Take a Trip to the Baron
Let’s Take a Trip to the Baron
With Russ, 9 ‘till 2 is a ball
And then there is Bobby
Who’s really heart throbby
Let’s get away from it all.
No more late dates at the bookstore
It’s strickly a hole in the wall
We’d rather see Rosie, Rosie’s our posy
Let’s get away froim it all
The crowd all think it’s great
It’s fair there’s no spot to compare
In all the forty-eight
The Raven we’re no longer cravin’
The Prelude has started to pall
‘Cause Russell displaces
All other faces
Let’s get away from it
The Baron’s the place for it
Let’s get away from it all!
Lyrics: Frank Loesser; Music: Jimmy McHugh
From the Film: Happy Go Lucky (1943)
Let's get lost, lost in each other's arms
Let's get lost, let them send out alarms
And though they'll think us rather rude
Let's tell the world we're in that crazy mood
Let's defrost, in a romantic mist
Let's get crossed, off everybody's list
To celebrate this night we found each other
Darling, let's get lost
Instrumental
Let's get lost in a romantic mist
Let's get crossed, off everybody's list
To celebrate this night we found each other
Mm, let's get lost
Marry Popins
Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let's go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is queer
Oh, let's go fly a kite
Let's go fly a kite!
In ev'ry job that must be done,
There is an element of fun,
You find the fun and snap!
The job's a game
And ev'ry task you undertake,
Becomes a piece of cake,
A Lark! Aspree!
It's very clear to me.
That a...Spoonfull of sugar
Helps the medicine go down
The medicine go down-wown,
The medicine go down
Just a spoonful of sugar
Helps the medicine go down,
In a most delightful way.
A robin feathering his nest
Has very little time to rest
While gathering his bits of twine and twig.
Though quite intent in his pursuit
He has a merry tune to toot
He knows, A song, will move the job along.
For a...Spoonful of sugar
Helps the medicine go down
The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a spoonful of sugar
help the medicine go down.
In a most delightful way.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it
Is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough
You'll always sound precocious.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidociuos!
Um diddle diddle, um diddle ay
Um diddle diddle, um diddle ay
He traveled all around the world
And everywhere he went
He'd use his word and all would say,
"There goes a clever gent"
When dukes and maharajas
Pass the time of day with me
I say me special word and then
They ask me out to tea! oh!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidociuos
Even though the sound of it
is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough,
You'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Jolly
Oh, it's a jolly 'oliday with Mary
Mary makes your 'eart so light!
When the day is gray and ordinary
Mary makes the sun shine bright!
Oh, 'appiness is bloomin' all around 'er
The daffodils are smilin' at the dove
When Mary 'olds your 'and you feel so grand
Your 'eart starts beatin' like a big brass band
It's a jolly 'oliday with Mary
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!
Let’s Take a Trip to the Baron
Let’s Take a Trip to the Baron
With Russ, 9 ‘till 2 is a ball
And then there is Bobby
Who’s really heart throbby
Let’s get away from it all.
No more late dates at the bookstore
It’s strickly a hole in the wall
We’d rather see Rosie, Rosie’s our posy
Let’s get away from it all
The crowd all think it’s great
It’s fair there’s no spot to compare
In all the lower forty-eight
The Raven we’re no longer cravin’
The Prelude has started to pall
‘Cause Russell displaces
All other faces
Let’s get away from it
The Baron’s the place for it
Let’s get away from it all!
(Ian Grant, Lionel Rand)
Let there be you,
Let there be me.
Let there be oysters
Under the sea.
Let there be wind,
An occassional rain.
Chile con carne,
Sparkling champagne --
Let there be birds
To sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
But first of all, please --
Let there be love.
Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
But first of all, please --
Let there be love...
Hmmm umm...love
Hmmm umm...love
Let there be love.
Meredith Wilson
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
To get the sun back in the sky
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
About a thousand kisses shy
Ding dong ding
I can hear the chapel bell chime
Ding dong ding
At the least suggestion
I'll pop the question
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
Without a sweetheart to my name
Lida Rose, how everyone knows
That I am hoping you're the same
So here is my love song
Not fancy or fine
Lida Rose, oh won't you be....
Mine, Lida Rose, oh Lida Rose,
Oh Lida Rose...
Dream of now
Dream of then
Dream of a love song
That might have been
Do I love you?
Oh yes, I love you
And I'll bravely tell you
But only when we dream again
Sweet and low
Sweet and low
How sweet that mem'ry
How long ago
Forever
Oh yes, forever
Will I ever tell you?
Oh no.
Life Is Just A Bowl Of Cherries
1931/Lew Brown, Ray Henderson
People are queer, they're always crowing, Scrambling and rushing about;
Why don't they stop someday,
Address themselves this way?
Why are we here?
Where are we going? It's time that we found out.
We're not here to stay; we're on a short holiday.
Life is just a bowl of cherries.
Don't take it serious; it's too mysterious.
You work, you save, you worry so,
But you can't take your dough when you go, go, go.
So keep repeating it's the berries,
The strongest oak must fall,
The sweet things in life, to you were just loaned
So how can you lose what you've never owned?
Life is just a bowl of cherries,
So live and laugh at it all.
Life is just a bowl of cherries.
Don't take it serious; it's too mysterious.
At eight each morning I have got a date,
To take my plunge 'round the
You'll admit it's not the berries,
In a building that's so tall;
There's a guy in the show, the girls love to kiss;
Get thousands a week just for crooning like this:
Life is just a bowl of . . . aw, nuts!
So live and laugh at it all!
(1) Show Boat Music: Jerome Kern Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II
ELLIE
Why do stage struck maidens clamor
To be actin' in the drammer?
GIRLS
We've heard say
You are gay
Night and day.
ELLIE
Oh, go 'way!
GIRLS
We drink water from a dipper,
You drink champagne from a slipper.
ELLIE
Tho' it seems Crool to bust
All your dreams,
Still I must;
Here's the truth I tell you:
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't ever what a girl supposes;
Stage door Johnnies aren't rag-
Ing over you with gems and roses.
When you let a feller hold your hand (which
Means an extra beer or sandwich),
Ev'rybody whispers: "Ain't her life a whirl?"
Though you're warned against a roué
Ruining your reputation,
I have played around
The one night trade around
A great big nation:
Wild old men who give you jewels and sables
Only live in Aesop's Fables.
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't nothin' for a girl.
GIRLS
Though we've listened to you moan and grieve, you
Must pardon us if we do not believe you,
There is no doubt
You're crazy about
Your awful stage!
ELLIE
I admit it's fun
To smear my face with paint,
Causing ev'ryone
To think I'm what I ain't,
And I like to play a demi-mondy role
With soul!
Ask the hero does he
Like the way I lure
When I play a hussy
Or a paramour,
Yet when once the curtain's down
My life is pure,
And how I dread it!
GIRLS
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't ever what a girl supposes,
Stage door Johnnies aren't rag-
Ing over you with gems and roses.
ELLIE
If some gentleman would talk with reason
I would cancel all next season.
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't nothin' for a girl!
GIRLS
You'd be back the season after!
Based on a German poem of 1915, this song became a favorite of both German and American troops during the Second World War, both in English and in the original German.
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
Darling, I remember how I'd wait for you at night
There we'd create a world for two
I'd wait for you the whole night through
Was there that you'd whisper tenderly
That you loved me
You'd always be
Be my Lilli Marlene, Be my Lilli Marlene
I'd give you a rose to show I care
And wind it through your golden hair
Then we'd say goodnight and part
I'll always keep you in my heart
With me Lilli Marlene, with me Lilli Marlene
Time would come for roll call time for us to part
Darling I'd caress you and press you to my heart.
And there 'neath that far off lantern light
I'd hold you tight we'd kiss goodnight,
My Lilli of the Lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.
My Lilli of the Lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.
Orders came for sailing somewhere over there,
All confined to barracks was more than I could bear.
I knew you were waiting in the street
I heard your feet but could not meet,
My Lilli of the Lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.
Resting in a billet just behind the line
Even tho' we're parted your lips are close to mine,
You wait where that lantern softly gleams
Your sweet face seems to haunt my dreams,
My Lilli of the Lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.
Frankie Carle
I'm a little on the lonely,
A little on the lonely side,
I keep thinking of you only
And wishing you were by my side
You know my dear, when you're not here,
There's no one to romance with
So if I'm seen, with someone else,
It's just someone to dance with
Every letter that you send me
I read a million times or more
Any wonder that I love you more and more
Oh how I miss your tender kiss
And long to hold you tight
I'm a little on the lonely side, tonight
Kitty Kallen
Lyrics Edith Lindeman Music: Carl Stutz
Blow me a kiss across the room
Say I look nice when I'm not
Touch my hair as you pass my chair
Little things mean a lot
Give me your arm as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you're far away
Little things mean a lot
Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearls
I never cared much for diamonds and pearls
'Cause honestly, honey, they just cost money
Give me your hand when I've lost the way
Give me your shoulder to cry on
Whether the day is bright or gray
Give me your heart to rely on
Send me the warmth of a secret smile
To show me you haven't forgot
Always and ever, for now and forever that
Little things mean a lot
Give me your hand when I've lost the way
Give me your shoulder to cry on
Whether the day is bright or gray
Give me your heart to rely on
Send me the warmth of a secret smile
To show me you haven't forgot
For now and forever that always and ever
Little things mean a lot
Rodgers and Hammerstein (Sound of Music)
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Layee odl layee odloo
Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard
Layee odl, layee odloo
Oho laydee odl leeo, oho laydee odl lay
Oho laydee odl leeo, hodi odl leeoay
A prince on the bridge of the castle moat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Layee odl, layee odloo
Men in the midst of a table d'hote heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
Men drinkin' beer with the foam afloat heard
Layee odl, layee odloo
Oho laydee...
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
She yodled back to the lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo
Soon her mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo Oho laydee...
Hm hm hm hmm,
Odl lay hee, odl lay hee hee, odl lay hee
Ho ho, lady odlee ho, ho ho lady odl lay
Ho ho lady odl lee ho, lady odl lee ho lay
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
She yodled back to the lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo
Soon her mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, layeeo
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo Oho laydee...
Happy are they
Laylee o layee leeo
O layle o laylee layeeo
Soon the duet will become a trio
Layee odl, layee odloo
Hodi layee, hodi layee, hodi layee
Ode layee odl lee-e odl lay
[Her]
Long ago and far away
I dreamed a dream one day
And now that dream is here beside me
Long the skies were overcast
But now the clouds have passed
You're here at last
Chills run up and down my spine
Aladdin's lamp is mine
The dream I dreamed was not denied me
Just one look and then I knew
That all I longed for long ago was you
[Him]
Long ago and far away
I dreamed a dream one day
And now that dream is here beside me
Long the skies were overcast
But now the clouds have passed
You're here at last
Chills run up and down my spine
Aladdin's lamp is mine
The dream I dreamed was not denied me
Just one look and then I knew
That all I longed for long ago was you
[Her]
Just one look and then I knew
[Him, with her humming along]
That all I longed for long ago
[Both)]
Was you
Comden/Green/Styne (bells are ringing)
Long before I knew you
Long before I met you
I was sure I’d find you
Someday, somehow
I pictured someone who’d walk and talk
And smile as you do.
And make me feel as you do right now.
All that was long before I held you
Long before I kissed you
Long before I touched you
And felt this glow
But now you really are here
And now at last I know
That long before I knew you
I loved you so.
Look at me I'm Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed till I'm legally wed
I can't I'm Sandra Dee
Watch it! Ya I'm Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won't come across even Rock
His heart to Doris Day
I don't drink I swear
I don't rat my hair
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers
Would you pull that crap with Annette?
As for you Troy Donahue
I know what you wanna do
You've got your crust I'm no object of lust
I'm just plain Sandra Dee
Elvis, Elvis, let me be
Keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool now your starting to drool
Hey, Fungoo, I'm Sandra Dee
Repris)
Look at me, there has to be
Something more than what they see
Wholesome and pure, oh so scared and unsure
A porr man Sandra Dee
Sandy you must start anew
Don't you know what you must do
Hold your head high, take a deep breath and sigh
Goodbye Sandra Dee
(1) 1920 by T.B. Harms, renewed
Music by Jerome Kern
Words by Buddy DeSylva
Look for the silver lining,
When ere a cloud appears in the blue.
Remember somewhere the sun is shining,
And so the right thing to do is make it shine for you.
A heart full of joy and gladness
Will always banish sad ness and strife.
So always look for the silver lining,
and try to find the sunny side of life.
Composers: E.Y. Harburg,
On the day I was born
Said my father, said he
I’m an elegant legacy
Waiting for you
It’s a rhyme for your lips
And a song for your heart
To sing it whenever
The world falls apart
Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow it over the hill and stream
Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow who follows a dream
It was a sumptuous gift
To give to a child
Oh, the Lord wrote that song
Kept me running wild
Though you never grow old
And you never stand still
With whimper we’re singing
Beyond the next hill
Oh, look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow it over the hill and stream
Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow who follows a dream
So I bundle my heart
And I roam the world free
To the east with a lot to the west
With the sea
And I searched all the earth
And I scanned all the skies
But I found it at last
In my own true love’s eyes
So look, oh, look, look to the rainbow
Follow it over the hill and stream
Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow who follows the dream
Follow the fellow
Follow the fellow
Follow the fellow who follows the dream
Jerry Herman
Miss Waitress from Flatbush get down from there
Don't you know that you're out of your class
Miss Waitress from Flatbush I hope you're aware
You're behaving like some little ass
Hey miss, what's this?
See that fascinating creature
With perfection stamped on every feature
She was plain little Nelly
The kid from the deli
But Mother of God
Look what happened to Mabel
From now on this pile of flesh'll be considered something pretty special
And Miss BLT Down is the toast of the town
Mary and Joseph, what happened to Mabel?
Every gesture and position that she takes
Is smart and meticulous
Talk about the magic that the camera makes
But this is ridiculous
Hold your tongue and hold your snickers
For the new enchantress of the flickers
Is that plain little Nelly
The Kid from the Deli
Look what happened to Mabel
Someone who was plain as mutton
On the screen is cuter than a button
And the girl with the pickles
Who hustled for nickels
Is something see
Look what happened to Mabel
Yesterday, a tip collector
But today just turn on that projector
And
Mother McCree
Look what happened to Mabel
Up 'til now I never really knew that I
Could be so ambitious
But suddenly I know I have to say good bye
To bagels and conishes
Oh Saint Aloicious
I know that you might think I'm balmy
But the queen of corned beef and salami
Is a glamorous goddess
Who's bustin' a bodice
Oh Jump and say do
Look! Look! Look!
Look what happened to Mabel
See that fascinating creature
With perfection stamped on every feature
She was plain little Nelly
The kid from the deli
But Mother of God
Look what happened to Mabel
Someone who was plain as mutton
On the screen is cuter than a button
And the girl with the pickles
Who hustled for nickels
Is something see
Look what happened to Mabel
Every gesture and position that she takes
Is smart and meticulous
Talk about this magic that the camera makes
But this is ridiculous
Hold your tongue and hold your snickers
For the new enchantress of the flickers
Is that plain little Nelly
Is that plain little Nelly
The Kid from the Deli
The Kid from the Deli
Look what happened to Mabel
1971 Follies Sondheim
The sun comes up - I think about you
The coffee cup - I think about you
I want you so, it's like I'm losing my mind
The morning ends - I think about you
I talk to friends and think about you
And do they know it's like I'm losing my mind?
All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left - not going right
I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me,
or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing
My mind?
All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left - not going right
I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me, or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing my mind?
Or am I losing
Losing my mind?
You said you loved me, or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing my mind?
Were you just being kind?
Or am I losing my mind?
Losing my mind?
Losing my mind?
Written by Lee Adams and Charles Strouse
From the 1962 movie "Bye Bye Birdie"
There are girls just ripe for some kissin'
And I mean ta kiss me a few
Oh, those girls don't know what they're mssin'
I've got a lot of livin' to do
And there's wine all ready for tastin'
And there's Cadillacs all shiny and new
Gotta move 'cause time is a-wastin'
There's such a lot of livin' to do
There is music to play, places to go,
people to see
Everything for you and me
Life's a ball if only you know it
And it's all just waiting for you
You're alive, so come on and show it
There is such a lot of livin' to do
<lengthy jazz instrumental: trumpets, a sax solo, more trumpets, and then another sax solo>
Music to play, places to go, and people to see
Everything for you and me
Life's a ball if only you know it
And it's all just waiting for you
You're alive, so come on and show it
There is such a lot of livin', such a lot of livin'
Such a lot of livin' to do!!
(1) Milt Gabler, Bert Kaempfert
L is for the way you look at me,
O is for the only one I see.
V is very, very extra-ordinary,
E is even more than anyone that you adore can...
Love is all that I can give to you,
Love is more than just a game for two.
Two in love can make it,
Take my heart and please don't break it,
Love was made for me and you.
L is for the way you look at me,
O is for the only one I see.
V is very, very extra-ordinary,
E is even more than anyone that you adore can...
And love is all that I can give to you,
Love is more than just a game for two.
Two in love can make it,
Take my heart and please don't break it,
Love was made for me and you...
Love was made for me and you...
Love was made for me and you!
Music: Andrew Lloyd Webber; lyrics: Don Black, Charles Hart
Love, love changes everything:
Hand and faces, Earth and sky.
Love, love changes everything:
How you live and how you die.
Love can make the summer fly
Or a night seem like a life-time.
Yes love, love changes everything;
Now I tremble at your name.
Nothing in this world will ever be the same.
Love, love changes everything:
Days are longer, words mean more.
Love, love changes everything:
Pain is deeper than before.
Love will turn your world around
And that world will last forever.
Yes love, love changes everything;
Brings you glory, brings you shame.
Nothing in the world will ever be the same.
Off into the world we go;
Planning futures, shaping years.
Love bursts in and suddenly,
All our wisdom disappears.
Love makes fools of everyone;
All the rules we make are broken.
Yes love, love changes everyone;
Live or perish in it’s flame.
Love will never let you be the same.
Love will never, never let you be the same.
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer; Music Gene De Paul 1956, Li’l Abner
You can tell when you open the door
You can tell when there’s love in a home
Every picture you see seems to say
Where you been? You been too long away
The laughter rings and the tea kettle sings
Like the people who live in the room
And the clock seems to chime
Come again anytime
You’ll be welcome wherever you roam
You can tell when there’s love in a home
You can tell when you open the door
You can tell if there's Love in a home.
Every table and chair seems to smile
Come on in, set a spell and stay a while
You almost feel you have been there before.
By the shine and glow of the room
And the clock seems to chime
Come again, anytime
You'll be welcome
Where ever you roam.
You can tell when there's Love in a home.
Love is a many splendid thing:
It's the April rose
That only grows
In the early spring.
Love is Nature's way of giving
A reason to be living,
A golden crown
That makes a man a king.
Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning mist
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still;
Then your fingers touched
My silent heart and taught it
How to sing...
Yes, true:
Love is a many splendid thing...
(Veya) Yes...
True Love is a many splendid thing
George and Ira Gershwin
Why are people gay
All the night and day
Feeling as they never felt before
What is the thing
That makes them sing?
Rich man, poor man, thief
Doctor, lawyer, chief
Feel a feeling that they can't ignore
It plays a part in every heart
And every heart is shouting, "Encore"
Love is sweeping the country,
Waves are hugging the shore,
All the sexes
From
Have never known such love before!
See them billing and cooing
Like the birdies above
Each girl and boy alike
Sharing joy alike
Feels that passion' ll
Soon be national!
Love is sweeping the country
There never was so much love
See them billing and cooing
Like the birdies above
Each girl and boy alike
Sharing joy alike
Feels that passion' ll
Soon be national!
Love is sweeping the country
There never was so much love
Love letters straight from your heart
Keep us so near while apart
I'm not alone in the night
When I can have all the love you write
I memorize every line
I kiss the name that you sign
Darling, then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart
I memorize every line
I kiss the name that you sign
Darlin', then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart
Words by Nick and Charles Kenny and Music by J. Fred Coots
Recorded by Pat Boone on Dot Records and was # 1 for 7 weeks in 1957
On a day like today
We passed the time away
Writing love letters in the sand
How you laughed when I cried
Each time I saw the tide
Take our love letters from the sand
Chorus
You made a vow that you would ever be true
But somehow that vow meant nothing to you
Now my broken heart aches
With every wave that breaks
Over love letters in the sand
Lyric: Oscar Hammerstein II (O. Greeley Clendenning H. II)
Music by: Richard Rodgers
Love, look away!
Love look away from me
Fly when you pass my door,
Fly and get lost at sea.
Call it a day, love let us say we're through
No good are you for me,
No good am I for you.
Wanting you so, I try too much;
After you go, I cry too much.
Love, look away,
Lonely though I may be,
Leave me and set me free
Look away, look away look away from me
Romberg and Hammerstein
You went away, I let you,
We broke the ties that bind.
I wanted to forget you
And leave the past behind.
Still the magic of the night I met you
Seems to stay forever in my mind.
The sky was blue and high above
The moon was new and so was love
This eager heart of mine was singing
Lover where can you be
You came at last Love had its day
That day is past You've gone away
This aching heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
When I remember every little thing
You used to do I'm so lonely
Every road I walk along
I walk along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky was blue The night was cold
The moon was new But love was old
And while I'm waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
Barbra Streisand Version
Sky was blue and high above
The moon was new, so was love
This eager heart of mine was singing
Lover, where can you be
It came at last love had its day
The day is past, you've gone away
This eager heart of mine is singing
Lover, come to me
I remember every little thing we used to do
I'm lonely
Every road I walked alone,
I walked along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while I'm waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover,, come to me
When I remember every little thing we used to do
Oh...I'm lonely
Every road I walked alone
I walked along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while I'm standing here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover, lover, get here to me...
Now!!!
Love, You Didn't Do Right By Me
Irving Berlin
Love, you didn't do right by me...
You planned a romance that just hadn't a chance and I'm through.
Love, you didn't do right by me...
I'm back on the shelf and I'm blaming myself, but it's you.
My one love affair didn't get anywhere from the start
To send me a Joe who had winter and snow in his heart...
Wasn't smart.
Love, you didn't do right by me...
As they say in the song,
You done me wrong.
(Musical interlude)
My one love affair didn't get anywhere...from the start.
To send me a Joe who had winter and snow in his heart...wasn't smart
Ohhh, Love...
You didn't do right by me.
As they say in the song
You done me wrong...
Yes, Mr. Love
You done me wrong!
Lyrics: George Gershwin
Nothing seemed to matter any more,
Didn't care what I was headed for.
Time was standing still,
No one counted till
There came a knocking at the door.
Love walked right in and drove the shadows away
Love walked right in and brought my sunniest day.
One magic moment, and my heart seemed to know
That love said "Hello !",
Though no a word was spoken.
One look and I forgot the gloom of the past ;
One look and I had found my future at last.
One look and I had found a world completely new,
When love walked in... with you.
Loving You Has Made Me Bananas
Guy Marks 1967.
Guy Marks's real name was Mario Scarpa, and he died on
The record was the classic "Loving You Has Made Me Bananas" (ABC, 1967). It was a parody of old radio "ballroom" broadcast, with a mellifluous announcer introducing a medley of the three titles John indicates plus the actual title he omitted, then the soloist sings:
Chorus:
Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes,
You closed your cover before striiiiking,
Father had the shipfitter blues,
Loving you has made me bananas.
(Repeat chorus)
Verse:
You burned your finger that evening
While my back was turned.
I asked the waiter for iodine,
But I dined all alone.
(Repeat chorus, verse, chorus)
They call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very un-lady-like way
Of running out
Your on this date with me
The pickin's have been lush
And yet before the evening is over
You might give me the brush
You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best that I can do is pray
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've been a lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck let a gentleman see
Just how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with
Luck be a lady with me
A lady never leaves her escort
It isn't fair, it isn't nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guys dice
Lets keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight
A lady never flirts with strangers
She'd have a heart, she'd be nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guys dice
Lets keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight
I'm sitting on top of this great big wonderful world,
Causs this is my lucky day, lucky day
Oh boy I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!
I'm all in clover
I'm glad all over
I wanna shout, "horray!"
I find a horseshoe
Couldn't go wrong
And then of course
You happened along
Oh, boy I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!
Repeat
Come on along and listen to,
The lullaby of Broadway
The hip hooray and ballyhoo,
The lullaby of Broadway
The rumble of a subway train,
The rattle of the taxis
The daffydils who entertain,
At Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night,
It's early in the morning
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight, let's call it a day. Hey!
Come on along and listen to,
The lullaby of Broadway
The hi-dee-hi and boop-a-doo,
The lullaby of Broadway
The band begins to go to town,
And everyone goes crazy
You rock-a-bye your baby round,
'til everything gets hazy
Hush-a-bye I'll buy you this and that,
You hear a daddy saying
And baby goes home to her flat, to sleep all day:
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day - - -
Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath dear
And he keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows begin to spread
Fancy gloves though has Macheath dear
So there's never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning
Lies a body, oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife
From a tugboat, on the river going slow
A cement bag is dropping on down
You know that cement is for the weight dear
You can make a large bet Mackie's back in town
My man Louis Miller, he split the scene babe
After drawing out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose our boy, he's done something rash
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
Did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
And this great big band, bringing up the rear
All the band cats, in this band now
They make the greatest sounds, you're ever gonna hear
Oh Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Lulu Brown
Hey the line forms, on the right dear
Now that Macheath's back in town
You'd better lock your doors, and call the law
Because Macheath's back in town
Now Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around,
But no wifey he found,
So he said
"Where can Flossie be at?"
Music: John Stromberg; Lyrics: Edgar Smith
Rosie, you are my posy,
You are my heart’s bouquet.
Come out here in the moonlight,
There’s something, sweet love,
I wanna say.
Your honey boy am waiting;
Your ruby lips to greet.
Don’t be so captivating,
My blushin’ Rosie,
My posy sweet.
Verse:
There’s a little bunch of sweetness
That I long to call my bride.
And believe me I’m not happy,
Less my baby’s by my side.
Her baptismal name is Rosie,
But she puts the rose to shame.
And almost every night
You’ll hear me call her name.
Professor! I’m gonna sing about my Rosie.
Rosie, you are my posy,
You are my heart’s bouquet.
Come out here in the moonlight,
There’s something, sweet love,
I’m gonna sing about my baby.
Your honey, your boy am waiting;
Your ruby, your lips to greet.
Don’t be so captivating,
My blushin’ Rosie,
My posy sweet.
From the stage show Fiddle Dee Dee (1900) starring Faye Templeton. Al Jolson sang it in the 1946 film The Jolson Story and the 1949 film Jolson Sings Again. He recorded it on Decca Record number 23613 on March 20, 1946.
(1)
My name is Macnamara,
I'm the leader of a band,
And though we're small in number,
We're the best in all the land.
Of course l'm the conductor
And l've often had to play
With all the fine musicians
That you read about today.
Chorus:
The drums they bang, the cymbals clang,
The horns they blaze away,
Macarthy puffs the ould bassoon,
Doyle (And I) the pipes does play.
Hennessey tuteily tootles the flute,
The music is something grand,
And a credit to ould
Is Macnamara's Band.
Whenever an election's on
We play on either side,
And the way we play the fine ould airs
Fills every heart with pride.
If dear Tom Moore was living now
He'd make them understand
That none can do him justice
Like ould Macnamara's Band.
Chorus.
We play for fairs or weddings
And for every
And at any great man's funeral
We play "The Dead March in Saul."
When General Grant to
He shook me by the hand,
And said he never heard the like
Of ould Macnamara's Band.
Chorus.
Just now we are practicing
For a very grand affair,
It's an annual celebration,
All the gentry will be there.
The girls and boys will all turn out
With flags and colours grand,
And in front of the procession
Will be Macnamara's Band.
Oh me name is Uncle Yulas (sp)
and from Sweeden I have come
To play with MacNamara's band
and beat the big base drum
And when I march along the streets,
the lady think I'm grand,
They shout their Uncle Yulas
playing with the Irish Band.
Oh I wear a bunch of Shamrocks,
and a uniform of Green,
And I'm the funniest looking Sweed
that you have ever seen,
There's O'Brians and Ryans,
and Sheehans (sp) and mehans (sp),
they come from
But by yiminie I'm the only Sweed
in MacNamara's Band.
(Lyrics by Sidney Clare / Music by Con Conrad)
Recorded by : Tina Arena;
Stephane Grappelli; Gene Harris; Tiny Hill; Al Hirt; Etta Jones; Isham Jones; Mike Jones; Yusef Lateef;
Rod Mason; Johnny Otis; Oscar Peterson; Jean Plum; Kermit Ruffins.
Lit-tle lil-ly was oh so sil-ly and shy,
And all the fel-lows knew,
She would-'nt bill and coo,
Ev-'ry sin-gle night some smart fel-low would try,
To cud-dle up to her,
But she would cry;
Lil-ly was so good, ev-ery bo-dy could tell,
You'd
She'd al-ways stay at home,
All the neigh-bors knew lit-tle lil-ly too well,
For when the boys would call,
They'd hear her yell;
Ma, he's mak-ing eyes at me,
Ma, he's aw-ful nice to me,
Ma, he's al-most break-ing my heart,
I'm beside him, mercy let his conscience guide him
Ma, he wants to mar-ry me, be my hon-ey bee,
Ev-'ry min-ute he gets bold-er,
Now he's lean-ing on my should-er,
Ma, he's kiss-ing me.
Ma, he's mak-ing eyes at me,
Ma, he's aw-ful nice to me,
Ma, he's al-most break-ing my heart,
If you peek in, can't you see i'm goin' to weak-in'
Ma, he wants to mar-ry me,
Be my hon-ey bee,
Ma i'm meet-ing with re-sist-ance,
I shall holl-er for as-sist-ance,
Ma, he's kiss-ing me.
(2) Lyric: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music Jerome Kern
Only make believe I love you,
Only make believe that you love me.
Others find peace of mind in pretending,
Couldn't you?
Couldn't I?
Couldn't we?
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss, or two, or three.
Might as well make believe I love you,
For to tell the truth I do
Your pardon I pray
'Twas too much to say
The words that betray my heart.
Gus Kahn
Another bride, another groom
The countryside is all in bloom;
The flow'rs 'n trees is,
The birds and bees is
Making whoopie.
The choir sings, "Here comes the bride"
Another victim is at her side
He's lost his reason
'Cause it's the season
For making whoopee.
Down through the countless ages,
You'll find it ev'rywhere:
Somebody makes good wages,
Somebody wants her share.
It's so he'll fall for
Making whoopee.
Another bride
Another groom
Another sunny
Honeymoon;
Another season,
Another reason
For makin' whoopee.
A quiet service,
A lot of rice,
The groom is nervous
He answers twice.
It's really killing
THat he's so willing
To make whoopee.
Picture a little lovenest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that same sweet lovenest
Think what a year can bring.
He's washing dishes
And baby clothes
He's so ambitious
He even sews;
But don't forget, boys
That's what you get, boys
For makin' whoopee.
Another year, or maybe less
What's this I hear? Or can't you guess?
She feels neglected,
And he's suspected
Of making whoopee.
She sits alone 'most ev'ry night
He doesn't come home, or even write
He says he's busy
But she says, "Is he
Making whoopee?"
He doesn't make much money
Five thousand dollars per;
Some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, "You pay six to her."
He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says, "Bud, right into jail.
You'd better keep her
You'll find it cheaper
Than making whoopee."
Herb Alpert & The
You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame,
You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame,
You've got the banjoes strummin'
And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band,
The whole plantation's hummin'
Since you brought
You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame.
You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame.
You make the old magnolia tree,
Blossom at the mention of your name.
You've made us feel alive again,
You've given us the drive again.
You make the south revive again, Mame.
You've brought the cake-walk back into style, Mame.
You make the weepin' willow tree smile, Mame.
Your skin is
There's rebel in your manner and your speech.
You may be from
But
You make our black-eyed peas and our grits Mame
Seem like the Sill of Fare at the Ritz, Mame.
You came, you saw, you conquered
And absolutely nothing is the same.
Your special fascination'll,
Prove to be inspirational,
We think you're just sensational Mame.
I'd rather see a minstrel show
Then any other show I know
Oh, those comical folks
With their riddles and jokes
Now here is a riddle that I love the best:
Why does a chicken go--
You know the rest
Yes, sir! I'd pawn my overcoat and vest
To see a minstrel show
Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, & Rosemary Clooney during the "Mandy" number in White Christmas (1954) - photo copyright © Paramount Pictures
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones
How do you feel, Mr Bones?
Rattling!
Mr. Bones feels rattling. Ha, ha! That's a good one
Tell a little story Mr. Bones
A funny little story Mr. Bones
How can you stop an angry dog from biting you on Monday?
That joke is old. The answer is to kill the dog on Sunday
That's the not the way to stop an angry dog from biting you on Monday
How would you bring the thing about?
Have the doggie's teeth pulled out
Oh, Mr. Bones that's terrible
Yes Mr. Bones, that's terrible
Mr. Interloc'ter
What is wrong with you?
Well, I know of a doctor
Tell about him, do!
Sad to say one day he fell right into a great, big well
Oh, that's too bad
But, but not at all!
Why speak in such a tone?
He should have attended to the sick
And let the well alone
That's a joke (Ho, ho!)
That was told (Ha, ha!)
In the minstrel days we miss
When Georgie Primrose use to sing
And dance to a song like this:
Vera-Ellen during the "Mandy" number in White Christmas (1954) - photo copyright © Paramount Pictures
Mandy, Mandy, Mandy
Mandy
There's a minister handy
And it sure would be dandy
If we let him make a fee
So, don't you linger
Here's a ring for your finger
Isn't it a humdinger?
Come along and let the wedding chimes
Bring happy times
For Mandy and me
Mandy! What a gal
Oh, Mandy
There's a minister handy
And it sure would be dandy
If we let him make a fee
He's got his rent to pay
So, don't delay
It's not a day to linger
Here's a ring for your finger
Isn't it a humdinger?
We advise to live and love and honor and obey
Before he gets away
Make it Mandy and me
The wedding chimes
Bring happy times
For Mandy and me
So, don't you linger
Here's a ring for your finger
Isn't it a humdinger?
Come along and let the wedding chimes
Bring happy times
For Mandy and me
Oh!
Lyrics: Ira Gershwin, music: Harold Arlen
(1954 A Star Is Born)
The night is bitter,
The stars have lost their glitter;
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older -
And all because of the man that got away.
No more his eager call,
The writing's on the wall;
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray.
The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all-time thrill,
For you've been through the mill -
And never a new love will
Be the same.
Good riddance, good-bye!
Ev'ry trick of his you're on to.
But, fools will be fools -
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher,
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up -
Tomorrow he may turn up.
There's just no letup the live-long night and day!
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away....
The man that got away.
Words by Benny Davis
Music by Con Conrad and J. Russell Robinson
1920
My little Margie, I'm always thinking of you,
Margie, I'll tell the world I love you,
Don't forget your promise to me,
I have bought a home and ring and ev'ry thing for
Margie, you've been my inspiration,
days are never blue.
After all is said and done, there is really only one,
oh! Margie, Margie it's you.
Rodgers & Hammerstein (Sound of Music)
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibberti gibbet!
A willo' the wisp!
A clown!
Many a thing you know You'd like to tell her,
Many a thing she ought To understand.
But how do you make her say,
And listen to all you say?
How do you keep a wave Upon the sand?
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
Music: Leonard Bernstein; lyrics: Stephen Sondheim.
spoken
Maria . . .
sung
The most beautiful sound I ever heard:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word
Maria, Maria,
Maria, Maria
Maria!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me.
Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Maria,
And suddenly I've found
How wonderful a sound
Can be!
Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing,
Say it soft and it's almost like praying.
Maria,
I'll never stop saying Maria!
The most beautiful sound I ever heard.
Maria.
From the stage musical “Cabaret”
By John Kander & Fred Ebb
How the world can change
It can change like that-
Due to one little word:
"married".
See a palace rise
From a two room flat
Due to one little word:
"Married".
And the old despair
That was often there
Suddenly ceases to be
For you wake one day,
Look around and say:
Somebody wonderful married me.
[GERMAN]
O wie wunderbar,
Nichts ist so wie-es-war,
Durch ein winziges wort:
"Heirat."
Aus dem erdgeschoss
Wird ein marchenschloss
Durch ein winziges wort:
"Heirat".
Und das grau
Wird auf einmal blau,
Wie noch kein blau jemals war.
Und dann steht man da,
Sagt beseligt'ja,
Heut'wird mein traum
Nicht so grau in grau.'
Ah! wie wunderbar,
Nichts ist so wie-es-war,
Durch ein winziges wort:
"Heirat."
Aus dem erdgeschoss
Wird ein marchenschloss
Durch ein winziges wort:
"Heirat".
(1) George M. Cohan (1906)
My mother's name was Mary,
She was so good and true;
Because her name was Mary,
She called me Mary too.
She wasn't gay or airy,
But plain as she could be;
I hate to meet a fairy
Who calls herself Marie.
Refrain
For it is Mary, Mary,
Plain as any name can be.
But with propriety, society
We’ll say Marie.
But it was Mary, Mary,
Long before the fashions came,
And there is something there
That sounds so square,
It's a grand old name.
Verse 2
Now, when her name is Mary,
There is no falseness there;
When to Marie she'll vary,
She'll surely bleach her hair.
Though Mary's ordinary,
Marie is fair to see;
Don't ever fear sweet Mary,
Beware of sweet Marie.
(Repeat Refrain)
Bock and Harnick
Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match
Find me a find, catch me a catch
Matchmaker, matchmaker look through your book
And make me a perfect match
Matchmaker, matchmaker I'll bring the veil
You bring the groom slender and pale
Bring me a ring for I'm longing to be
The envy of all I see
For poppa make him a scholar
For momma make him rich as a king
For me, well I wouldn't holler
If he were as handsome as anything
Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match
Find me a find, catch me a catch
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So make me a match of my own
Spoken
Hodel, oh Hodel
Have I made a match for you
He's handsome, he's young
Alright, he's 62
But he's a nice man
A good catch, true? True
I promise you'll be happy
And even if you're not
There's more to life than that
Don't ask me what
Chava I've found him
Will you be a lucky bride
He's handsome, he's tall
That is from side to side
But he's a nice man
A good catch, right? Right
You've heard he's got a temper
He'll beat you every night
But only when he's sober
So you're alright
Did you think you'd get a prince?
Well I do the best I can
With no dowry, no money, no family background
Be glad you've got a match
Matchmaker, matchmaker you know that I'm
Still very young, please take your time
Up to this minute I misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good
Dear Yente see that he's gentle
Remember you were also a bride
It's not that I'm sentimental
It's just that I'm terrified
Matchmaker, matchmaker plan me no plans
I'm in no rush, maybe I've learned
Playing with matches a girl can get burned
So bring me no ring, groom me no groom
Find me no find, catch me no catch
Unless he's a matchless match
(1) John Kander/Fred Ebb
Maybe this time I'll be lucky,
Maybe this time he'll stay
Maybe this time, for the first time,
Love won't hurry away
He will hold me fast
I'll be home at last
Not a loser anymore,
Like the last time and the time before
Repeat from here
Everybody loves a winner,
So nobody loved me
Mr peaceful, Mr happy,
That's what I long to be
All the odds are, they’re in my favor
Something's bound to begin
It's gotta happen, happen sometime...
Maybe this time I'll win
Dave Dreyer - Al Jolson - Billy Rose
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like I always do,
With only...
Me and my Shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's
We climb the stair
We never knock
For nobody's there
Just
Me and my Shadow
All alone and feeling blue!
When the sun sets on the far horizen
And the parlor lamps begin to glow
Jim and Jack and John
Put their slippers on
They're all set
But we're still on the go,
So lonely...
Me and my Shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's
We climb the stair
We never knock
For nobody's there
Just
Me and my Shadow
All alone and feeling blue!
Ain’t Misbehavin’
Darling, I love you, think the world of you
But I’m afraid you don’t care for me
You never show it, don’t let me know it
Everyone says I’m a fool to be
Pining the whole day through
How come you do like you do?
You’re mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, Honey, it seems to me
You love to see me cryin’ -- I don’t know why
I stay home each night
When you say you’ll phone, you don’t
And I’m left alone singin’ the blues and sighin’
You treat me coldly each day in the year
And you always scold me
Whenever somebody is near, Dear
It must be
Great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn’t
For can’t you see what you mean to me
Meet Me in
A note on the table he spied,
He read it just once,
Then he cried.
It ran, "Louis, dear,
It's too slow for me here,
So I think I will go for a ride."
Meet me in
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there,
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie;
Meet me in
Meet me at the fair.
The dresses that hung in the hall,
Were gone,
She had taken them all,
She took all his rings
And the rest of his things;
The picture he missed from the wall.
"What! Moving!" the janitor said,
"Your rent is paid
Three months ahead!"
"What good is the flat?"
Said poor Louis, "Read that."
And the janitor smiled as he read.
Meet me in
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there,
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie;
Meet me in
Meet me at the fair.
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day.
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway.
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night.
Mele Kalikimaka is
To say "Merry Christmas to you."
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day.
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway.
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night.
Mele Kalikimaka is
To say "Merry Christmas to you
Tenney Stone
I'll come back to you some sunny day.
Every night you'll know that I'll be pining
Every hour a year while I'm away.
Dry those big brown eyes and smile dear
Banish all those tears and please don't sigh.
Kiss me once again and hold me
Dry those big brown eyes and smile dear
Banish all those tears and please don't sigh.
Kiss me once again and hold me
Who's the leader of the club
That's made for you and me?
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E!
Hey, there! Hi, there! Ho, there!
You're as welcome as can be!
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
Mickey Mouse! Donald Duck!
Mickey Mouse! Donald Duck!
Forever let us hold our banners high!
High! High! High!
Come along and sing a song
And join the jamboree
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
And, the ending...
(Softly)
Now's the time to say goodbye
To all our company
M-I-C - See ya real soon!
K-E-Y - Why? Because we like you!
M-O-U-S-E!!
The Color Purple
Sister, you've been on my mind
Sister, we're two of a kind
So, sister, I'm keepin' my eye on you.
I betcha think I don't know nothin'
But singin' the blues, oh, sister,
Have I got news for you, I'm something,
I hope you think that you're something too
Scufflin', I been up that lonesome road
And I seen alot of suns going down
Oh, but trust me,
No-o low life's gonna run me around.
So let me tell you something Sister,
Remember your name, No twister
Gonna steal your stuff away, my sister,
We sho' ain't got a whole lot of time,
So-o-o shake your shimmy Sister,
'Cause honey the 'shug' is feelin' fine.
Music: John Kander; Lyrics: Fred Ebb (from
Amos Spoken:
If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm
And shook his leg
You'd notice him
If someone in a movie show
Yelled "fire in the second row,
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him
And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course,
that personage should be
Invisisble, inconsequential me!
Sung:
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there!
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have
been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
walk right by me
And never know I'm there. . .
Spoken:
Suppose you was a little cat
Residin' in a person's flat
Who fed you fish and scratched your
ears?
You'd notice him
Supoose you was a woman wed
And sleepin' in a double bed beside a man for seven years
You'd notice him
A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk , you're bound to see
him there
Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistingueshed
You know who. . .
Sung
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know I'm there
I hope I haven’t taken up too much of your time.
Look at me
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm hanging from a cloud
I can't understand
I get misty just holding your hand
Walk my way
And a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your hello
This magic I hear
I get misty the moment you're near
You could say that you're leading me on
But it's just what I want you to do
Can't you see just how hopelessly I'm drawn
That's why I'm following you
On my own
Would I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I get misty
And too much in love
On my own
Would I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat and my glove
I get misty
And too much in love
Look at me
Livingston and Evans
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?
For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art?
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art?
Lyrics: Edward Madden, Music: Percy Weinrich 1951
Voices hum, crooning over
Banjos strum,
Tuning while the moon beams play.
All alone, unknown they find me,
Memories like these remind me
Of the girl I left behind me,
Down on Moonlight bay.
Chorus:
We were sailing along on
We could hear the voices ringing,
They seemed to say
You have stolen her heart, now don't go 'way!
As we sang Love's Old Sweet Song,
On
Candle lights gleaming on the silent shore;
Lonely nights, dreaming till we meet once more.
Far apart, her heart is yearning,
With a sigh for my returning,
With the light of love still burning,
As in days of yore.
Repeat Chorus
You have stolen her heart, now don't go 'way!
As we sang Love's Old Sweet Song, on
Moon Over
Just give me the moon over
When the long, long day is through.
I’ll be walking with Maizie on
Just give me the moon over
When the long, long day is through.
I’ll be dancing with Maizie
At Coney Island every night
I’ve seen the moon at
And the moon over
I’d give it all for just one ballgame
And Maizie to see it with me.
Just give me the moon over
Let me add a dream or two
Perambulating with Maizie on
Just give me the moon over
When the long long day is through.
I’ll be walking with Maizie on
Just give me the moon over
When the old old world is right.
I’ll be dancing with Maizie
At Coney Island every night
I’ve seen the moon at
And the moon over
I’d give it all for just one ballgame
And Maizie to see it with me.
Just give me the moon over
Let me add a dream or two
Perambulating with Maizie on
Moonlight becomes you, it goes with your hair
You certainly know the right thing to wear
Moonlight becomes you, I'm thrilled at the sight
And I could get so romantic tonight
You're all dressed up to go dreaming
Now don't tell me I'm wrong
And what a night to go dreaming
Mind if I tag along
If I say I love you
I want you to know
It's not just because there's moonlight
Although, moonlight becomes you so
------ instrumental break ------
You're all dressed up to go dreaming
Now don't tell me I'm wrong
And what a night to go dreaming
Mind if I tag along
If I say I love you
I want you to know
It's not just because there's moonlight
Although, moonlight becomes you so
Moonligth in
Words and music: J.Blackman/K.Suessdorf
Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves, a sycamore
Moonlight in
Icy finger-waves
Ski trails on a mountainside
Snowlight in
Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
Travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...
Evening summer breeze
Warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in
(1)
I'm crossing you in style someday
All dream makers, you heartbreaker
Wherever you're going I'm going your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same
Rainbows and
Waiting round the band
My huckleberry friend,
And me
Irving Berlin (Annie Get Your Gun)
Behind the hill
There's a busy little still
Where your pappy's workin' in the moonlight
Your lovin' pa
Isn't quite within the law
So he's hidin' there behind the hill
Bye bye, baby
Stop your yawnin'
Don't cry, baby
Day will be dawnin'
And when it does
From the mountain where he was
He'll be comin' with a jug of moonshine
So count your sheep
Mama's singin' you to sleep
With a moonshine lullaby
Dream of pappy
Very happy
With his jug of mountain rye
So count your sheep
Mama's singin' you to sleep
With a moonshine lullaby
(1) Theme from Mondo Cane
More than the greatest love the world has known
This is the love I give to you alone
More than you'll ever know
My arms, long to hold you so.
My life, will be in your keeping
Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping.
Longer than always is a long, long time
But far beyond forever, you're gonna be mine.
I know I never lived before,
And my heart is very sure
No one else could love you more.
Instrumental Break
More than the greatest love the world has known
This is the love I give to you alone
More than you'll ever know
My arms long to hold you so.
My life will be in your keeping
Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping.
Longer than always is a long, long time
But far beyond forever, you'll be mine.
I know I never lived before
And my heart is very sure
No one else could love you more.
No one else, could love you more.
(1)
Each time I look at you is like the first time
Each time you're near me the thrill is new
And there is nothing that I wouldn't do for
The rare delight of the sight of you for
The more I see you, the more I want you
Somehow this feeling just grows and grows
With every sigh I become more mad about you
More lost without you and so it goes
Can you imagine how much I love you?
The more I see you as years go by
I know the only one for me can only be you
My arms won't free you, my heart won't try
I know the only one for me can only be you
My arms won't free you, my heart won't try
Most Beautiful Girl in the World, The
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart, Music: Richard Rodgers 11/1935.
Introduced by Donald Novis and Gloria Grafton
VERSE
We used to spend the spring together
Before we learned to walk;
We used to laugh and sing together
Before we learned how to talk.
With no reason for the season,
Spring would end as it would start.
Now the season has a reason
And there's springtime in my heart.
REFRAIN
The most beautiful girl in the world
Picks my ties out,
Eats my candy,
Drinks my brandy
The most beautiful girl in the world.
The most beautiful star in the world
Isn't Garbo, isn't Dietrich,
But the sweet trick
Who can make me believe it's a beautiful world.
Social-not a bit,
Nat'ral kind of wit,
She' d shine anywhere,
And she hasn't got platinum hair.
The most beautiful house in the world
Has a mortgage-
What do I care?
It's goodbye care
When my slippers are next to the ones that belong
To the one and only beautiful girl in the world!
M is for the million things she gave me
O means only that she's growing old
T is for the tears were shed to save me
H is for her heart of purest gold
E is for her eyes with love-light shining
R means right and right she'll always be
Put them all together they spell "MOTHER"
A word that means the world to me
The world to me.
(1) Bobby Vinton
Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely,
I have nobody for my own.
I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely,
wish I had someone to call on the phone.
I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier,
Away from home through no wish of my own.
That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely,
I wish that I could go back home.
Letters, never a letter,
I get no letters in the mail.
I've been forgotten, yeah, forgotten,
Oh how I wonder how is it I failed.
I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier,
Away from home through no wish of my own.
That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely,
I wish that I could go back home.
(1) Pat Callard
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mr. Sandman, bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a come-hither gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
Mr Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before I'm too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr Sandman, bring me, please,
Please, please bring me
Mr Sandman, bring me a dream.
Peggy Lee
Why this feeling? Why this glow?
Why the thrill when you say Hello?
It's a strange and tender magic you do
Mister Wonderful, that's you.
Why this trembling when you speak
Why this joy when you touch my cheek?
I must tell you what my heart knows is true
Mister Wonderful, that's you.
And why this longing to know your charms
To spend forever here in your arms
Oh there's much more I could say
But the words keep slipping away
And I'm left with one point of view
Mister Wonderful, that's you
One more thing, then I'm through
Mister Wonderful
Mister Wonderful
Mister Wonderful, I love you!
It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight.
It's time to put on makeup
It's time to dress up right
It's time to raise the curtain on the Muppet Show tonight.
Why do we always come here
I guess we'll never know
It's like a kind of torture
To have to watch the show
And now let's get things started
Why don't you get things started
It's time to get things started
on the most sensational inspirational celebrational Muppetational this is what we call the Muppet Show!
Edward Ory/Roy Gilbert
1926
As sung by the McGuire Sisters
Shufflin, shufflin, shufflin down
Ramblin scramblin headin for town
Hustlin, bustlin buzzin around
Happily awaitin at the station
Look at that train number 709
It's a huffin and a puffin and comin on time
Who do you think is about to arrive
It's the band they call the Dixieland Five
Da da da da dum
Da da da da dum
Da da da da da da
da da dum
They're gonna play that muskrat ramble tune
You never heard it played, join in the big parade
Altogether now one and two join that happy throng
Feel the beat of that ramblin, scramblin musdrat song
Come on and ramble along
Loooooook at them a shufflin shufflin down
Ramblin scramblin headin for town
Hustlin, bustlin buzzin around
Happily awaitin at the station
Seeeee that 709
Huffin and puffin on time
Who do you think's about to arrive
The band they call the Dixieland Five
Da da da da dum
Da da da da dum
Da da da da da da
da da dum
They're gonna play that muskrat ramble tune
You never heard it played, join in the big parade
Altogether now one and two join that happy throng
Feel the beat of that ramblin, scramblin musdrat song
Come on and ramble along
Tonight I mustn't think of her
Music Maestro, please!
Tonight, tonight I must forget
How much I need her
So, Please Mister Leader
Play your lilting melodies
Ragtime, jazztime, swing
Any old thing
To help me ease the pain
That solitude can bring
She used to like waltzes
So please don't play a waltz
She danced divinely
And I loved her so
But there I go
Tonight
I mustn't think of her
No more memories
Swing out
Tonight I must forget
Music, Maestro, please!
Bernie Baum - Stephan Weiss
Put another nickel in
In the nickelodeon
All I want is having you
And music! music! music!
I'd do anything for you
Anything you'd want me to
All I want is kissing you
And music! music! music!
Closer, my dear,
Come closer
The nicest part of any melody
Is when you're dancing
Close to me
So, put another nickel in
In the nickelodeon
All I want is loving you
And music! music! music!
Music That Makes Me Dance, The
Music: Jule Styne
I add two and two, the most simple addition,
Then swear that the figures are lying,
I'm a much better comic than mathematician
'Cause I'm better on stage than at intermission,
And as far as the man is concerned,
If I've been burned,
I haven't learned.
I know he's around
When the sky and the ground start in ringing,
I know that he's near
By the thunder I hear in advance,
His words,-his words alone,
Are the words that can start my heart singing,
And his is the only music that makes me dance.
He'll sleep and he'll rise,
In the light of two eyes that adore him.
Bore him it might,
But he won't leave my sight for a glance.
In ev'ry way, ev'ry day,
I need less of myself and need more him
More him,
'Cause his is the only music
That makes me dance,
'Cause his is the only music
That makes me dance.
(1928) Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson
Original Lyrics
My baby don't care for shows
My baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for high-tone places
Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Lana Turner's smile
Is somethin' he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for shows
And he don't even care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for
He don't care for high-tone places
I wonder what's wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
Just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me
(1) Nat King Cole Version
My baby don't care for shows,
My baby don't care for clothes,
My baby just cares for me.
My baby don't care for furs and laces,
My baby don't care for high-toned places,
My baby don't care for rings
Or other expensive things,
She's sensible as can be.
My baby don't care who knows it,
My baby just cares for me.
My baby's no
Dick Tracy is not her man,
My baby just cares for me.
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits,
She'd rather have me around to kibbitz.
Roy Rogers is not her style,
And even Clark Gable's smile
Is something that she can't see.
My baby don't care who knows it,
I wonder what's wrong with baby,
My baby just cares for me.
Young Patrick:
You're my best girl and nothing you do is wrong,
I'm proud you belong to me;
And if a day is rough for me,
Having you there's enough for me.
And if someday another girl comes along,
It won't take her long to see,
That I'll still be found, just hanging around
My best girl.
Mame:
You're my best beau, you're handsome and brave and strong,
There's nothing we two can't face;
If you're with me, whatever comes,
We'll see that trouble never comes.
And if someday another beau comes along
Determined to take your place,
I hope he's resigned to falling behind,
My best beau.
Mame And young Patrick:
And if someday when everything turns out wrong,
You're through with the human race,
Come running to me,
Mame:
For I'll always be
Your best girl...
Young Patrick:
My best girl!
Music by Walter Donaldson Lyrics by George Whiting
Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh
Hurry to my Blue Heaven
Turn to the right, there's a little white light
Will lead you to my Blue Heaven
You'll see a smilin' face, a fireplace, a cozy room
Little nest that nestles where the roses bloom
Molly and me, and the baby makes three
We're happy in my, in my Blue Heaven
You're gonna see a smilin' face,
Fireplace, cozy room
And a little nest nestled where the roses bloom
Just Molly and me, and the baby is three
We're so happy in my Blue Heaven
We're happy in my Blue Heaven
We're happy in my Blue Heaven!
Herb Harari
Life is a book that we study,
Some of its leaves bring a sigh,
There it was written, my buddy,
That we must part, you and I.
Chorus:
Nights are long since you went away,
I think about you all through the day,
My buddy, my buddy, no buddy quite so true.
Miss your voice, the touch of your hand,
Just long to know that you understand,
My buddy, my buddy, your buddy misses you
Buddies through all the gay days,
Buddies when something went wrong;
I wait alone through the gray days,
Missing your smile and your song.
Chorus:
Nights are long since you went away,
I think about you all through the day,
My buddy, my buddy, no buddy quite so true.
Miss your voice, the touch of your hand,
Just long to know that you understand,
My buddy, my buddy, your buddy misses you
(2) Gordon Jenkins
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware, my foolish heart
How white the ever-constant moon
Take care, my foolish heart
There’s a line between love and fascination
That’s hard to see on an evening such as this
For they both give the very same sensation
When you’re lost in the magic of a kiss
Your lips are much too close to mine
Beware, my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine
Then let the fire start
For this time it isn’t fascination
Or a dream that would fade and fall apart
It’s love, this time it’s love
My foolish heart
My funny Valentine
Sweet comic Valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favourite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's day
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't you change one hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's day
(Let's Make Love)
Cole Porter
I used to fall, in love with all
The boys who maul refined ladies
But now I tell, each young gazelle
To go to hell, I mean Hades
For since I came to care for such a sweet millionaire
While tearing off a game of golf,
I may make a play for the caddy,
But when I do, I don't follow through,
cause my heart belongs to Daddy!
If I invite a boy some night,
to dine on my fine food and haddie,
I just adore, his asking for more,
but my heart belongs to Daddy!
Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy,
So I simply couldn't be bad!
Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy,
Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, DAAAAD
So I want to warn you laddie,
Though I know that you're perfectly swell,
That my heart belongs to Daddy,
Cause my Daddy, he treats it so well.
While tearing off a game of golf,
I may make a play for the caddy,
But when I do, I don't follow through,
cause my heart belongs to Daddy!
If I invite a boy some night,
To cook up some hot enchilada,
Though Spanish rich is all very nice,
my heart belongs to Daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy,
So I simply couldn't be bad!
Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy,
Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, DAAAAD
So I want to warn you laddie,
Though I know that you're perfectly swell,
That my heart belongs to Daddy,
Cause my Daddy, he treats it so well.
Written by: Cole Porter (C. Albert P.)
From the Show: Leave It To Me 1938 (S)
I used to fall
In love with all
Those boys who call
On young cuties
But now I find
I'm all inclined
To keep my mind
On my duties
Since I've begun to share
In such a sweet love affair
Though I'm in love, I'm not above
A date with a duke or a caddie
It's just a pose, 'cause my baby knows
That my heart belongs to daddy
When some good scout, invites me out
To dine om some fine fin and haddie
My baby's sure, his love is secure
Cause my heart belongs to daddy
Yes my heart belongs to daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad
Yes I'm gonna marry daddy
Da-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ad
If you feel romantic laddy
Let me warn you right from the start
That my heart belongs to daddy
And my daddy belongs to my heart
Written By Carl Sigman and Percy Faith
Peaked at # 2 in 1951 Between December 1950 and February 1951, no less than EIGHT versions made the Top 30
If you're in
If you're in
You'll have a million chances to start anew
Because my love is endless for you
My heart cries for you
Sighs for you, dies for you
And my arms long for you
Please come back to me
An unimportant quarrel was what we had
We have to learn to live with the good and bad
Together we were happy, apart we're sad
This loneliness is driving me mad
My heart cries for you
Sighs for you, dies for you
And my arms long for you
Please come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back, come back, come back to me
Music: Richard Rodgers; lyrics: Lorenz Hart, 1927
I laughed at sweethearts, I met at schools
All indiscrete hearts, seemed romantic fools
A house in
I saw your eyes, now castles rise in
I took one look at you, that's all I meant to do
And then my heart stood still
My feet could step and walk,
My lips could move an' talk
And yet my heart stood still
Though not a single word was spoken
I could tell you knew
That unfelt clasp of hands,
told me so well you knew
I never lived at all,
until the thrill of that moment
when my heart stood still!
< instrumental break >
Though not a single word was spoken
I could tell you knew
That unfelt clasp of hands,
told me so well you knew
I never lived at all,
until the thrill of that moment
when my heart stood still!
Cahn/van Heusen
Now this could only happen to a guy like me
And only happen in a town like this
And so I say to each of you most gratefully
As I throw each one of you a kiss
This is my kind of town,
My kind of town,
My kind of people too
People who, smile at you
And each time I roam,
Calling me home,
One town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
My kind of town,
My kind of town,
My kind of razzmatazz
And it has, all that jazz
And each time I leave,
Tuggin' my sleeve,
The
The
One town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
(1)
Oh my man I love him so
He’ll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don’t care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What’s the difference if I say
I’ll go away,
When I know I’ll come back
On my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I am his, forever more.
Lyrics by: George A. Norton. Music by: Ernie Burnett. Originally made famous by: Walter Van Brunt
Come to me, my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't be blue
All your fears are foolish fancies, maybe
You know, honey, I'm in love with you
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Just wait until the sun shines through
Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too
<instrumental-first two lines of second verse>
Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too
My romance
Doesn't need to have a moon in the sky
My romance
Doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by
No month of May
No twinkling star
No hideaway
No soft guitar
My romance
Doesn't need a castle rising in
Nor a dance
To a constantly surprising refrain
Wide awake
I can make my most fantastic dreams come true
My romance
Doesn't need a thing but you
(Repeat all then sing below)
My romance doesn't need a thing but you
Once I had a secret love
That lived within the heart of me
All too soon my secret love
Became impatient to be free
So I told a friendly star
The way that dreamers often do
Just how wonderful you are
And why I'm so in love with you
Now I shout it from the highest hills
Even told the golden daffodils
At last my heart's an open door
And my secret love's no secret anymore
Now I shout it from the highest hills
Even told the golden daffodils
At last my heart's an open door
And my secret love's no secret
My secret love's no secret
My secret love's no secret anymore
My Ship
Words: Ira Gershwin Music: Kurt Weill
My ship
My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold.
My ship's aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin;
The sun sits high in a sapphire sky
When my skip comes in.
I can wait the years
'till it appears
One fine day, one spring.
But the pearls and such
They won't mean much
If there's missing just one thing.
I do not care if that day arrives
My dream need never be
If the ship I'm seeing doesn't also bring
My own true love to me.
I can wait the years
'till it appears
One fine day, one spring.
But the pearls and such
They won't mean much
If there's missing just one thing.
I do not care if that day arrives
My dream need never be
If the ship I'm seeing doesn't also bring
My own true love to me.
If the ship I'm seeing doesn't also bring
My own true love to me.
Revaux/Francois/Anka
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!
(1) Music: Gene de Paul; Lyrics: Johnny Mercer
Daisy
You deserve a gal who’s willin’
Namely me
One who’d love to have yo’ chillen
Namely me
Standin’ there in the doorway waitin’
At the close of day
With you all the way
To love, honor, and obey
You deserve two arms to hold you
Namely mine
There to comfort and enfold you
Rain or shine
I deserve someone strong and handsome
Bashful and shy and true
And I know just the one who’ll do
Namely you
ABNER
You deserve someone good lookin’
Namely me
Someone who as yet ain’t tooken
Namely me
That is how I’ll remain unless you get me,
Shall we say
In the family way
Come next Sadie Hawkins Day
You craves arms to make you tingle
Namely mine
To a bachelor who’s single
That sounds fine
Comes the day I no longer batchel
Nacher’ly I’ll be true
BOTH
And who could I be truest to
Namely you
It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
It’s just the nearness of you
It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It’s just the nearness of you
When you're in my arms
And I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you
La La La La
La La La La La...
Oh you can kiss me on a Monday, a Monday
A Monday is very very good
Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday, a Tuesday
A Tuesday in fact I wish you would
Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday, a Thursday,
A Friday and Saturday is best
But never, ever on a Sunday, a Sunday
A Sunday cause that's my day of rest
Refrain
Most any day you can be my guest
Any day you say but my day of rest
Just name the day that you like the best
Only stay away from my day of rest.
La La La La La La
La La La...
Oh, you can kiss me on a cool day
A hot day, a wet day, whichever one you choose
Or try to kiss me on a gray day
A May day, a pay day, and see if I refuse
And if you make it on a bleak day
A freak day, a weekday, why you can be my guest
But never, never on a Sunday
A Sunday, the one day I need a little rest
Repeat Refrain
(2)
Maybe I’m right, and maybe I’m wrong
Maybe I’m weak and maybe I’m strong
But nevertheless I’m in love with you
Maybe I’ll win and maybe I’ll lose
Maybe I’m in for crying the blues
But nevertheless I’m in love with you
Somehow I know at a glance
The terrible chances I’m taking
Fine at the start,
Then left with a heart that is breaking
Maybe I’ll live a life of regret,
And maybe I’ll give much more than I’ll get
But nevertheless, I’m in love with you
Somehow I know at a glance
The terrible chances I’m taking
Fine at the start, then left with a heart that is breaking
Maybe I’ll live a life of regret,
And maybe I’ll give much more than I’ll get
But nevertheless, I’m in love with you
But nevertheless, I’m in love with you
Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it -
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York,
I want to wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you -
Let's take it nice and easy
It's gonna be so easy
For us to fall in love
Hey baby what's your hurry
Relax and don't you worry
We're gonna fall in love
We're on the road to romance - that's safe to say
But let's make all the stops along the way
The problem now of course is
To simply hold your horses
To rush would be a crime
'Cause nice and easy does it every time
Holding hands at
'Neath the starry sky
It's nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try.
Strolling with the one girl
Sighing sigh after sigh
It's nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try.
Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door,
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask for anything more?
Lovin' one who loves you
And then taking that vow
It's nice work if you can get it
And if you can get it,
Won't you tell me how?
Nightingale Sang In
Manning Sherwin and Eric Maschwitz
That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz and
A nightingale sang on
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I’m perfectly willing to swear
That when you turn’d and smiled at me
A nightingale sang on
The moon that lingered over
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole darn world seemed upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kiss’d and said goodnight
A nightingale sang on
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
with that hazy, crazy night we met, when
A nightingale sang on
This heart of mine beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
For we were dancing cheek to cheek and
A nightingale sang on
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue
To interrupt our rendezvous
I still remember how you smiled and said
Was that a dream or was it true?
Our homeward step was just as light
As the tap dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang on
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall
Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops
When the summer shower is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you
Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think of you
Day and night, night and day, why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night, night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me
And this torment won't be through
Until you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night, night and day
Night they Invented
Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe (Gigi)
The night they invented
It's plain as it can be,
They thought of you and me.
The night they invented
They absolutely knew,
That all we'd want to do
Is fly to the sky on
And shout to everyone in sight:
That since the world began,
No woman or man
Has ever been as happy as we are tonight!
Oscar Hammerstein II and Jerome Kern
From Show Boat (Revival; Ziegfeld Theatre, January 7, 1946)
Jan Clayton, vocal.
Recorded 1946. Originally issued on
Verse
I was a shy, demure type
Inhibited, insecure type
Of maid, I stayed
Within my little shell
Till a certain cutie
Told me I was swell
Now I’m smug and snooty,
Confident as hell!
Chorus
I want to be
No one but me;
I am in love with a lover who likes me
The way I am
I have my faults,
He likes my faults;
I’m not very bright,
He’s not very bright.
He thinks I’m grand
That’s grand for me;
He may be wrong, but if we get along,
What do we care, say we?
When he holds me close,
Close as we can be,
I tell the lad that
I’m grateful and I’m glad that
I’m nobody else but me.
He thinks I’m grand;
That’s grand for me;
I get a thrill knowing he gets a thrill
When I sit on his knee.
Walking on the shore,
Swimming in the sea,
When I am with him,
I’m glad the girl who’s with him is
Nobody else but me
Harry Warren, Leo Robin
The Gang's All Here 1943 (A)
No love, no nothin' until my baby comes home
No sir, no nothin' as long as baby must roam
I promised her
I'd wait for her till even Hades froze
I'm lonesome, Heaven knows
But what I said still goes
No love, no nothin' and that's a promise I'll keep
No fun with no one, I'm gettin' plenty of sleep
My heart's on strike
And though it's like an empty honeycomb
No love, no sir, no nothin'
Till my baby comes home
<brief instrumental>
No love, no nothin', that's a promise I'll keep
No fun with no one, I'm gettin' plenty of sleep
My heart's on strike and though it's like an empty honeycomb
No love, no sir, no nothin' till my baby comes home
Richard Rodgers
No strings, no strings
Except our own devotion
No other bonds at all
Let the little folk who need the help
Depend upon vows and such
We are much too tall
No ties, no ties
Except our own emotion
We'll hear some silent call
If marriage comes, we'll let it come
As one of those perfect things
With no strings at all
Stephen Sondheim (Sweeney Todd)
Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around.
Nothing's gonna harm you
No sir, not while I'm around.
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
I'll send 'em howling I don't care
I got ways.
No one's gonna harm you
No one's gonna dare.
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while
But in time, nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around.
Being close and being clever, ain't like being true
I don't need to -
I would never hide a thing from you
Like some.
No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while
But in time, nothin' can harm you
Not while I'm around
Music John Kander; Lyrics Fred Ebb (from
Roxie:
It's good,
Isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it?
Nowadays
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Roxie Heart says enough
There's men,
Everywhere jazz,
Everywhere booze,
Everywhere life,
Everywhere joy,
Everywhere nowadays
You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's good,
Isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it?
But nothing stays
In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven
Nowadays
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Chicago Theater,
Is proud to announce a first. The first time, anywhere, there has been an act of this nature.
Not only one little lady, but two! You've read about
them in the papers and now here they are !
Roxie and Velma:
You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's good,
Isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it?
But nothing stays
In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven
Nowadays
ANNOUNCER
Okay, you babes of jazz. Let's pick up the pace. Let's make the parties longer. Let's make the skirts shorter and shorter.Let's make the music hotter. Let's all go to hell in a fast car and KEEP IT HOT!
Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly “Girl I like your face!” And Molly says this as she takes him
by the hand
REFRAIN: Obladi oblada life goes on, bra
Lala how the life goes on (2X)
Desmond takes a trolly to the jewellers stores
Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing
REFRAIN
In a couple of years they have built
a home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
of Desmond and Molly Jones
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home
and does his pretty face
And in the evening she’s a singer with the band
REFRAIN
And if you want some fun, take Obladi Oblada
(Pinky Tomlin, H. Coy Poe, Jimmie Grier 1934)
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion
From white to rosy red
Anytime he holds my hand and tells me that he's mine
There are many boys who can thrill me
And some who can fill me with dreams of happiness
But I know I'll never rest until he says he’s mine
Now I'm not afraid that he'll leave me
He's not the kind who takes a dare
But instead I trust him implicitly
He can go where he wants to go
Do what he wants to do
I don't care
Repeat:
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion
From white to rosy red
Anytime he holds my hand and tells me that he's mine
Lyrics: Ira Gershwin; Music: George Gershwin
WINTERGREEN:
From the
To the Coast of
From North to South, from East to West,
You are the love I love the best.
You're the dream girl
Of the sweetest story ever told;
A dream I've sought both night and day
For years through all the
The star I've hitched my wagon to
Is very obviously you.
Of thee I sing, baby-
Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby.
You're my silver lining,
You're my sky of blue;
There's a love light shining
All because of you.
Of thee I sing baby-
You have got that certain thing, baby!
Shining star and inspiration,
Worthy of a mighty nation-
Of thee I sing!
MARY:
Of thee I sing, baby,
Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby.
You're my silver lining,
You're my sky of blue.
There's a love light shining
Just because of you!
ALL:
All because of you!
Of thee I sing, baby;
You have got that certain thing, baby!
Shining star and inspiration,
Worthy of a mighty nation-
Of thee I sing!
Of thee I sing, baby,
Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby!
Shining star and inspiration,
Worthy of a mighty nation -
Of thee I sing!
(1)
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me
J. A. Bland
"Oh, my golden slippers are laid away,"
(original)
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I'se gwine to wear,
Bekase dey look so neat.
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I'se gwine to wear,
To walk de golden street.
Oh, my golden slippers
Are laid away,
'Cause I don't 'spect to wear 'em
Till my wedding day
And my long tail coat
That I love so well,
I will wear up
In the chariot in the morn.
And my long white robe
That I bought last June
I'm gonna get changed
'Cause it fits too soon,
And the old grey horse
That I used to drive,
I will hitch him
To the chariot in the morn.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm gonna wear,
Because they look so neat.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm a- gonna wear
To walk the golden street.
Oh, my ol' banjo
Hangs on the wall,
'Cause it ain't been tuned
Since' way last fall,
But the folks all say
We'll have a good time,
When we ride up
In the chariot in the morn.
There's old Brother Ben
An' his sister Luce,
They will telegraph the news
To Uncle BaccoJuice
What a great camp meetin'
There will be that day
When we ride up
In the chariot in the morn.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm gonna wear,
Because they look so neat.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm a- gonna wear
To walk the golden street.
3. So, it's good-bye, children,
I will have to go,
Where the rain don't fall
And the wind don't blow
And your ulster coats, why,
You will not need,
When you ride up
In the chariot in the morn;
But your golden slippers
Must be nice and clear
And your age must be
Just sweet sixteen,
And your white kid gloves
You will have to wear
When you ride up
In the chariot in the morn.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm gonna wear,
Because they look so neat.
Oh, them golden slippers,
Golden slippers I'm a- gonna wear
To walk the golden street.
Orrin Tucker’s orchestra August 20, 1939 -
Chorus
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, how you can love
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, heavens above
You make my sad heart jump with joy
And when you're near
I just can't sit still a minute, I'm so
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, please tell me, dear,
What makes me love you so?
You're [so] handsome, it's true,
[And] when I look at you, I just
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, oh!
All the girls are crazy about a certain little lad
Although he's very, very bad
He could be oh so good when he wanted to
Bad or good,
He understood about love and other things
For every girl in town followed him around
Just to hold his hand and sing,
Repeat Chorus
George/Ira Gershwin
Published Version:
Listen to my tale of woe, it's terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some winsome miss
Can't go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
Which somebody just like you. So...
Oh sweet and lovely,
Lady be good,
Oh lady be good to me.
I am so awf'lly misunderstood,
So lady be good, to me.
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city.
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good....to me.
I love 'em all, tall or small
But somehow they dont' grow fond;
They stagger but never fall.
Winte'rs gone, and now it's spring!
Love! where is thy sting?
If somebody won't respond,
I'm going to end it all.
So.....
Oh sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh lady, be good to me!
I am so awf'ly misunderstood,
So, lady be good to me.
This is tulip weather -
So let's put two and two together.
I tell you
I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady be good, to me.
Show Version:
What a killing we could make;
Oh, lady, oh, please come through!
Susie, oh, for goodness' sake;
It isn't so hard to do.
in this moment of distress
hear my S.O.S.
All my future is at stake,
And, Susie, it's up to you,
So......
Oh sweet and lovely, lady be good,
Oh Susie, be good to me.
I am so awf'lly misunderstood,
So Susie, be good, to me.
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city.
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So Susie be good....to me.
Listen to my tale of woe, it's terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each ev'ning I'm awf'ly blue.
I must win some winsome miss
Can't go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
Which somebody just like you. So...
Oh sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh lady, be good to me!
I am so awf'ly misunderstood,
So, lady be good to me.
This is tulip weather -
So let's put two and two together.
I tell you
I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady be good, to me.
Oh, sweet and lovely wifey, be good.
Oh, wifey be good to me!
I've put an end to your widowhood
So wifey, be good to me.
We should be more clubby -
I hope you're glad to see your hubby.
Or else, dear,
I'll be a lonely babe in the wood,
Oh wifey be good to me.
I'm not the guy who cared about love
And I'm not the guy who cared about fortunes and such
I never cared much
Oh, look at me now!
I never knew the technique of kissing
I never knew the thrill I could get from your touch
I never knew much
Oh, look at me now!
I'm a new man better than Casanova at his best
With a new heart and a brand new start
Why I'm so proud I'm bustin' my vest
So I'm the guy who turned out a lover
Yes I'm the guy who laughed at those blue diamond rings
One of those things
Oh, look at me now!
I'm not the guy who cared about love
And I'm not the guy who cared about fortunes and such
I never cared much
Oh, look at me now!
And I never knew the technique of kissing
I never knew the thrill I could get form your touch
I never knew much
Oh, look at me now!
I'm a new man better than Casanova at his very best
With a new heart and a brand new start
I'm so proud I'm bustin' my vest
So I'm the guy who turned out a lover
Yes I'm the guy who laughed at those blue diamond rings
One of those things
Oh, look at me now!
Look at me now!
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,
An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky.
Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye.
Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.
All the sounds of the earth are like music,
All the sounds of the earth are like music,
The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree,
And a ol' weepin' willer is laughin' at me!
Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day,
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.
Oh, what a beautiful day.
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
Let me put my arms around you
I could never live without you
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
If you ever leave me
How my heart will ache
I want to hug you
But I fear you'd break
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You beautiful doll
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
Let me put my arms around you
I could never live without you
Oh, you beautiful doll
You great big beautiful doll
If you ever leave me
How my heart will ache
I want to hug you
But I fear you'd break
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You beautiful doll
Ma, he's making eyes at me
Ma, he's awful nice to me
Ma, he's almost breaking my heart
I'm beside him
Mercy! Let his conscience guide him!
Ma, he wants to marry me
Be my honey bee
Every minute he gets bolder
Now he's leaning on my shoulder
Ma, he's kissing me
Ma, he's making eyes at me
Ma, he's awful nice to me
Ma, he's almost breaking my heart
If you peek in, can't you see
I'm goin' to weakin'
Ma, he wants to marry me,
Be my honey bee
Ma I'm meeting with resistance
I shall holler for assistance
Ma, he's kissing me
Brand new state!
Brand new state, gonna treat you great!
Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters,
Pasture fer the cattle,
Spinach and termayters!
Flowers on the prarie where the June bugs zoom,
Plen'y of air and plen'y of room,
Plen'y of room to swing a rope!
Plen'y of heart and plen'y of hope.
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
Makin' lazy circles in the sky.
We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand!
And when we say
Yeeow! Ayipioeeay!
We're only sayin'
You're doin' fine,
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
Makin' lazy circles in the sky.
We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand!
And when we say
Yeeow! Ayipioeeay!
We're only sayin'
You're doin' fine,
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
Don't throw bouquets at me,
Don't please my folks too much,
Don't laugh at my jokes too much,
People will say we're in love.
Don't sigh and gaze at me,
Your sighs are so like mine,
Your eyes mustn't glow like mine,
People will say we're in love.
Don't start collecting things,
Give me my rose and my glove,
Sweetheart, they're suspecting things,
People will say we're in love.
Don't praise my charm to much,
Don't look so vain with me,
Don't stand in the rain with me,
People will say we're in love.
Don't take my arm too much,
Don't keep your hand in mine,
You hand feels go grand in mine,
People will say we're in love.
Don't dance all night with me,
Till the stars fade from above,
They'll see it's all right with me,
People will say we're in love.
Surry With The Fringe On Top, The
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey
With the fringe on top!
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters.
Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters
And their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown,
The dashboard's genuine leather,
With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down,
In case there's a change in the weather.
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin',
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin'
'at I'd keer to swap
Fer that shiny, little surrey
With the fringe on the top!
Louis Prima And Keely Smith
That Old black magic has me in its spell
That Old black magic that you weave so well
Those Icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine
That same old tingle that I feel inside
And then that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go
Round and round I go
Like a leaf caught in the tide
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and I'm a flame
Flame, burning desire
That only your kiss put out the fire
For you’re the lover that I've waited for
Your the mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Baby down and down I go, round and round I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
Ooh in a spin, lovin the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
In a spin, lovin the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name and I'm a flame
Flame, burning desire
that only your kiss
Put out the fire
For you’re the lover I have waited for
Your the mate that fate had me created for
And everytime your lips meet mine
Baby
Down and down I go
Round and round I go
In a spin
Lovin the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
Ah in a spin, lovin the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
In a spin, lovin the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
Under the old black magic called love>
Old
(1) Claire Rothrock, Allan Jeffrey, Milt Yakus
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
Quaint little villages here and there,
Be sure to fall in love with
If you like the taste of lobster stew,
Served by a window with an ocean view,
You're sure to fall in love with
Winding roads that seem to beckon you
Miles of green beneath the skies of blue.
Church bells chiming on a Sunday morn
Remind you of the town where you were born.
If you spend the evening, you'll want to stay
Watching the moonlight on
You're sure to fall in love with
Lyrics: E.Y. Harburg; Music:
Artist: Tony Bennett
I looked at you and suddenly
Something in your eyes I see
Soon begins bewitching me
It's that old devil moon
That you stole from the sky
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes
You and your glance
Makes this romance too hot to handle
Stars in the night blazin' their light
Can't hold a candle
To your razzle dazzle
You've got me flyin' high and wide
On a magic carpet ride
Full of butterflies inside
I wanna cry
Wanna croon
Wanna laugh like a loon
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes
Just when I think I'm, free as a dove
Old devil moon
Deep in your eyes
Blinds me with love!!
<instrumental interlude>
You and your glance makes this romance too hot to handle
Stars in the night blazin' their light can't hold a candle
To your razzle dazzle
You've got me flyin' high and wide
On a magic carpet ride
Full of butterflies inside
I wanna cry
Wanna croon
Wanna laugh like a loon
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes
Just when I think I'm free as a dove
Old evil moon deep in your eyes
Blinds me with love
Irving Berlin
Frank
We’ll have an old fashioned wedding
Blessed in the good old fashion way.
I’ll vow to love you forever
You’ll vow to love and honor and obey.
Somewhere in some little chapel
Someday when orange blossoms bloom.
We’ll have an old fashioned wedding
A simple wedding for
An old-fashioned bride and groom.
Annie
I wanna wedding in a big church
With bridesmaids and flower girls.
A lot of ushers with tailcoats,
Reporters and photographers.
A ceremony by a bishop
Who will tie the knot and say:
“Do you agree to love an honor?”
Love and honer, yes, but not obey!
I wanna wedding ring surrounded
By diamonds and platinum.
A big reception at the Waldorf
With champagne and caviar.
I wanna wedding like the Vanderbelts have
Ev’rything big, not small
If I can’t have that kind of wedding
I don’t want to get married at all!
Repeat both simultaneously
Frank
We’ll have an old fashioned wedding
Blessed in the good old fashion way.
I’ll vow to love you forever
You’ll vow to love and honor and obey.
Somewhere in some little chapel
Someday when orange blossoms bloom.
We’ll have an old fashioned wedding
A simple wedding for
An old-fashioned bride and groom.
Annie
I wanna wedding in a big church
With bridesmaids and flower girls.
A lot of ushers with tailcoats,
Reporters and photographers.
A ceremony by a bishop
Who will tie the knot and say:
“Do you agree to love an honor?”
Love and honer, yes, but not obey!
I wanna wedding ring surrounded
By diamonds and platinum.
A big reception at the Waldorf
With champagne and caviar.
I wanna wedding like the Vanderbelts have
Ev’rything big, not small
If it’s not a big wedding
I don’t wanna get married at all!
Ol'
J. Kern, O. Hammerstain II
Here we all work 'long the
Here we all work while the white folk play
Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset
Gettin' no rest till the judgment day
Don't look up and don't look down
Ya don't dast make the white boss frown
Bend your knees and bow your head
And pull that rope until you're dead
Let me go 'way from the
Let me go 'way from the white man boss
Show me that stream called the River
That's the old stream that I long to cross
[End Of Intro]
Ol'
He must know somepin', but he don't say nothin'
He just keeps rollin', he keeps on rollin' along
He don't plant taters, and he don't plant cotton
And them what plants 'em is soon forgotten
But Ol'
You and me, we sweat and strain
Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge and lift that bale
Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in ja-ail
I gets weary and so sick of tryin'
I'm tired of livin', but I'm feared of dyin'
And Ol'
On a clear day, rise and look around you
And you'll see who you are
On a clear day how it will astound you
That the glow of your being outshines every star
You'll feel part of ev'ry mountain, sea, and shore
You can hear from far and near
A world you've never heard before
And on a clear day, on that clear day
You can see forever and ever more
Repeat All
You can hear from far and near
A world you've never heard before
And on that clear day, on that clear day
You can see forever and ever and ever
And ever and ever and evermore!
On a clear day, rise and look around you
And you'll see who you are
On a clear day how it will astound you
That the glow of your being outshines every star
You'll feel part of ev'ry mountain, sea, and shore
You can hear from far and near
A world you've never heard before
And on a clear day, on that clear day
You can see forever and ever more
You can hear from far and near
A world you've never heard before
And on that clear day, on that clear day
You can see forever and ever and ever
And ever and ever and evermore!
On a Slow Boat To
(1) Frank Loesser 1948
Introduction
There is no verse
To this song,
‘Cause I don’t wanna wait a moment too long
To say that
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to
All to myself alone
Get you and keep you
In my arms ever more
Leave all your lovers
Weepin' on a far away shore (waiter!)
Out on the briny
With the moon big and shiny
Melting your heart of stone
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to
All to myself alone
(instrumental)
"...isn't that a good one?"
"Yes, can I see you later, You bet!"
"Excuse me, I have to go back to the bandstand now"
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to
All to myself alone
A twist in the rudder
And a rip in the sails
Driftin' and dreamin'
Honey throw the compass over the rail
Out on the ocean
Far from all the commotion
Melting your heart of stone
Honey I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to
All by myself alone
(I have to go now)
(Wait! Don't leave!)
Honey I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to
All to myself alone
Spoken:
"You know our last set is at two"
"I get off after that"
"What you doin'?"
"Would you like to take a stroll around the upper deck?"
"See you then"
"Maybe, oo-hoo"
From the moment I woke with the lark,
We were both of us singing away,
And the sky was so blue
I instinctively knew We were in for a wonderful day.
As I told you before
When I saw what I saw,
I was terribly tempted to say:
On a wonderful day like today,
I defy any cloud to appear in the sky,
Dare any raindrop to plop in my eye
On a wonderful day like today.
On a wonderful morning like this
When the sun is as big as a yellow balloon;
Even the sparrows are signing in tune
On a wonderful morning like this.
On a morning like this I could kiss ev'rybody,
I'm so full of love and good will.
Let me say furthermore, I'd adore ev'rybody
To come and dine -- the pleasure's mine --
And I will play the bill!
May I take this occasion to say
That the whole human race
Should go down on its knees,
Show that we're grateful
For mornings like these
For the world's in a wonderful way
On a wonderful day like today.
On a wonderful day like today
When the sky is as grey as an elephant's's nose,
Half of me's freezing - the other half's froze!
On a wonderful day like today - I'm only joking!
May I take this occasion to pray
For a little less cold and a little more heat.
Even the sparrows are stamping their feet;
If they spoke I know just what they'd say!
On a wonderful day like today.
On a wonderful day ...
Yes, Sir, what did you say?
A fantabulous day!
Don't get carried away.
On a wonderful day like today
Music Hal Leonard; Lyrics Frank Loesser-
Where's Charley
Once in love with Amy,
Always in love with Amy
Ever and ever fascinated by her,
Sets your heart afire to stay.
Once you're kissed by Amy,
Tear up your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers,
Moon a million hours away.
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover
So carefree and bold
Who loves a girl
And later thinks it over and just quits cold.
But once in love with Amy,
Always in love with Amy
Ever and ever sweetly you'll romance her,
Trouble is the answer will be
That Amy'd rather stay in love with me.
Always in love with Amy
Ever and ever fascinated by her,
Sets your heart afire to stay.
Get rid of your list it's Amy
Ply her with bonbons, poetry, and flowers,
Moon a million hours away.
You might be quite the fickle-hearted rover
So carefree and bold
Who loves a girl and later thinks it over and just quits cold.
But once in love with Amy,
Always in love with Amy
Ever and ever sweetly you'll romance her,
Trouble is the answer will be
That Amy'd rather stay in love with me.
(Lyrics: Edward Kleban; Music Marvin Hamlisch)
One singular sensation, every little step she takes
One thrilling combination,
Every move that she makes
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do
You know you'll never be lonely
With you-know-who
One moment in her presence,
And you can forget the rest
For the girl is second best to none, son
Ooh! Sigh! Give her your attention
Do I really have to mention
She's the one?
She walks into a room and you know she's
Uncommonly rare, very unique,
Peripatetic, poetic and chic
She walks into a room and you know by her
Maddening poise, effortless whirl
She's the special girl strolling
- Can't - help - all of her qualities extolling
Loaded with charisma is my
Jauntily sauntering ambling shambler
She walks into a room and you know you must
Shuffle along, join the parade
She's the quintessence of making the grade
This is what you call travelling
Oh, strut your stuff, can't get enough
Of her, love her
I'm a son of a gun, she is one of a kind.
The Desert song
Lonely as a desert breeze,
I may wander where I please,
Yet I keep on longing,
Just to rest a while.
Where a sweetheart's tender eyes,
Take the place of sand and skies,
All the world forgotten
In one woman's smile.
One alone to be my own,
I alone to know her caresses
One to be eternally
The one my worshipping soul possess.
At her call I'd give my all,
All my life and all my love enduring;
This would be a magic world to me,
If she were mine alone.
One Boy
Music: Charles Strouse; lyrics: Lee Adams
Bye Bye Birdie
Kim:
One boy
One special boy
One boy to go with
And talk with
And walk with
Kim and Girls:
One boy
That's the way it should be
Yeah, yeah!
That's the way it should be
One boy
One certain boy
One boy to laugh with
To jump with
Have Coke with
One boy
Not two or three
Kim:
One day you'll find out
This is what life is all about
You'll need someone who
Is living just for you
Kim and Girls:
One boy
One steady boy
One boy to be with
Forever and ever
One boy
That's the way it should be
That's the way it should be
That's the way it should be
Rosie
When will he find out
This is what life is all about?
Will he ever see
I need him and he needs me?
One guy
One special guy
One guy to live for
To care for, be there for
One guy
That's the way it should be,
That's the way it should be...
Harry James
Give me one dozen roses
Put my heart in beside them
And send them to the one I love
She'll be glad to receive them
And I know she'll believe them
That's something we've been talking of
There may be orange blossoms later
Kind of think that there will
‘Cause she's done something to me
And my heart won't keep still
Give me one dozen roses
Put my heart in beside them
And send them to the one I love
One I Love Belongs to Somebody Else, The
Gus Kahn, Isham Jones
Sinatra Version
You know the one I love belongs to somebody else,
That's why she sings her songs to somebody else,
And even when you have your arms around her
You know her thoughts are with somebody else,
And when I hold her hand they belong
To somebody else
And you can bet they're not so cold
To somebody else,
It's tough to be alone on a shelf,
And it is worse to fall in love by yourself
When the one you love belongs to somebody else.
Ella Fitzgerald Version
The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I held belong to somebody else
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The Platters
Only you can make all this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright
Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you
Only you can make all this change in me
For it's true you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
My one and only you
Only you can make all this change in me
For it's true you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
My one and only you
Kris Kristofferson
Only you can make this world seem right.
Only you can make the darkness bright.
Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you.
Only you can make this change in me,
For it's true you are my destiny,
When you hold my hand,
I understand the magic that you do.
You're my dream come true,
my one and only you.
Only you can make this world seem right.
Only you can make the darkness bright.
Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you.
Only you can make this change in me,
For it's true you are my destiny,
When you hold my hand, I understand the magic that you do.
You're my dream come true, my one and only you.
Only you
On the
Johnny Mercer / Harry Warren
Do you hear that whistle down the line
I figure that it's engine number forty-nine
She's the only one that'll sound that way
On the
See the old smoke risin' 'round the bend
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend
Folks around these parts get the time of day
From the
Here she comes, woooo woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
Hey Jim, you better get out the rig, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
She's got a list of passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots of them been travellin' for quite a spell
All the way from
On the
instrumental break
Do you hear that whistle down the line
I figure that it's engine number forty-nine
She's the only one that'll sound that way
On the
See the old smoke risin' 'round the bend
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend
Folks around these parts get the time of day
From the
Here she comes, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
Hey Jim, you better get out the rig, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
She's got a list of passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots of them been travellin' for quite a spell
All the way from
On the
On the
On the
On the
Doo-doo-da, The good old A.T. and the
On the Boardwalk (in
Lyrics by Mack Gordon, Music by Josef Myron (1946)
from the motion picture “Three Little Girls in Blue”
On the boardwalk in
We will walk in a dream.
On the boardwalk in
Life is but peaches and cream.
There where the salt water air
Brings out a lady's charms.
There in a rolling chair
He'll roll right into your arms.
Cinderella, you will find your fella,
someone that you’ve waited for.
In romantic, enchantic
Down on the old
Music: R. Whiting Lyrics: S. Clare
I've thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes.
Some day I'm going to fly.
I'll be a pilot too.
And when I do, how would you
Like to be my crew...
On the good ship lollipop.
Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Where bon-bons play
On the sunny
Lemonade stands everywhere.
Crackerjack bands fill the air.
And there you are
Happy landing on a chocolate bar.
See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
With the big bad devils food cake.
If you eat too much ooh ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache.
On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
And dream away
On the good ship lollipop.
On The Sidewalks of
(1)
Chas. B. Lawlor and James W. Blake
Down in front of Casey's
Old brown wooden stoop,
On a summer's evening,
We formed a merry group;
Boys and girls together,
We would sing and waltz,
While the "ginnie" played the organ
On the Sidewalks of
East side, west side,
All around the town,
The tots sang "Ring-a-Rosie,"
"
Boys and girls together,
Me and Mamie O'Rourke,
Tripped the light fantastic,
On the sidewalks of
That's where Johnny Casey
And little Jimmy Crowe,
With Jakey Krause the baker,
Who always had the dough;
Pretty Nellie
With a dude as light as cork,
First picked up the waltzstep
On the Sidewalks of
East side, west side,
All around the town,
The tots sang "Ring-a-Rosie,"
"
Boys and girls together,
Me and Mamie O'Rourke,
Tripped the light fantastic,
On the sidewalks of
Things have changed since those times,
Some are up in "G,"
Others, they are wand'rers,
But they all feel just like me;
They'd part with all they've got,
Could they but once more walk,
With their best girl and have a twirl
On the Sidewalks of
East side, west side,
All around the town,
The tots sang "Ring-a-Rosie,"
"
Boys and girls together,
Me and Mamie O'Rourke,
Tripped the light fantastic,
On the sidewalks of
(2)
I have often walked, down the street before
But the pavement always,
Stayed beneath my feet before
All at once am I, Several stories high
Knowing I'm on the street where you live
Are there lilac trees. in the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
Chorus
And oh the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear
People stop and stare, they don't bother me
For there's no where else on earth
That I would rather be
Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
Repeat Chorus
People stop and stare, they don't bother me
For there's no where else on earth
That I would rather be
Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
I could have danced all night,
I could have danced all night
And still have begged for more
I could have spread my wings,
And done a thousand things
I've never done before
I'll never know what made it so exciting
But all at once my heart took flight
I only know when she, began to dance with me
I could have danced, danced, danced, all night
I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
Pull out the stopper, we'll have a whopper
Get me to the church on time
I've got to be there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Girl gonna kiss me, someone gonna miss me
Get me to the church on time
If I am dancing roll up the floor
If I am romancing, whisk me out the door
I'm gettin'' married in the morning
Ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
Someone who is able, lift up the table
Get me to the church,
Get me to the church,
For god sake, get me to the church, on time
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be.
'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
On the Sunny Side of the Street
(1)
Grab your coat and get your hat,
Leave your worries at the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter pat
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade
With my blues on parade
But I'm not afraid, this rover, crossed over
If I never had a cent
I'd be as rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
(Repeat All)
On the sunny,
Sunny side of the street
With those blues on parade
Because this rover, it crossed over
If I never had a cent I'll be as loaded as old Rockefeller
With that gold dust 'round my feet
On the sunny side of the street
On the side, at that side of the street that is sunny
On the Way to
(1) Words & Music by Bud Nugent
You looked so very pretty,
When we met in
Like someone, oh, so easy to adore.
I sang this little ditty,
On our way from
Heading south along the
On the way to
I fell in love with you.
On the way to
I saw my dreams come true.
I was taken by your smile,
As we drifted by Sea Isle.
My heart was gone
When we reached Avalon.
On the way to
I fell in love with you.
On The Way To
I saw my dreams come true.
We were naming the day
When Wildwood came in View.
If you're gonna be my spouse,
We'd better head for Court House
On the way to
I fell in love with you.
On the way to
I saw my dreams come true.
(Milton Delugg, Willie Stein)
I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-colored sky...
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by.
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-colored view...
Wam! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you.
One look and I yelled "Timber!"
Watch out for flying glass,
'Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
"I've been hit, this is it, this is it, I-T it!"
I was walking along, minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye...
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Out of an orange-colored sky.
I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-colored sky...
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by.
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-colored view...
Wam! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you.
One look and I yelled "Timber!"
Watch out for flying glass,
'Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
"I've been hit, this is it, this is it, I-T it!"
I was walking along, minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye...
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Out of an orange-colored, purple striped,
Pretty green polka-dot sky,
Flash! Bam! Alakazam and goodbye!
Arthur Freed/Roger Edens
Here we are, two very bewildered people
Here we are, two babes that are lost in the wood
We're not quite certain what has happened to us
This lovely thing that's so marvelous
But right from here, the future looks awfully good.
Our love affair was meant to be
It's me for you dear, and you for me
We'll fuss and quarrel
And tears start to brew
But after the tears, our love will smile through
I'm sure that I could never hide
The thrill I get when you're by my side
And when we're older, we'll proudly declare
"Wasn't ours a lovely love affair?"
Our love affair will be such fun,
We’ll be the envy of everyone.
Those famous lovers, we’ll make them forget,
From Adam and Eve, to Scarlett and Rhett.
When you have had its merry fling,
We’ll spend our evenings remembering
Two happy people who say on the square,
“Isn’t ours a lovely love affair.”
It's very clear
Our love is here to stay
Not for a year, but ever and a day
The radio
And the telephone
And the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies and in time may go
But oh my dear
Our love is here to stay
Together we're, going a long long way
In time the
They're only made of clay
But, our love is here to stay
Repeat all
Our love is here,
It’s very clear,
Our love is here to stay!
Betty Comden Adolph Green On the 20th Century
Our Private World
Is like a play about a pair of lovers.
The plot says only we may enter
And only we may share the light of love stage center.
Our Private World is sweet like this
Complete like this
Far beyond the throng
Sure and strong
We belong together
You opposite me opposite you
Safe on our planet made only for two
Night after night
Day after day
Living our private two character play
Here in our private world!
(1)
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up
where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops,
That’s where you’ll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly,
Beyond the rainbow why oh why can’t I?
Words Harry Carroll, music Joseph McCarthy
I'm Always Chasing Rainbows
At the end of the rainbow there's happiness
and to find it how often I've tried
but my life is a race, just a wild goose chase
and my dreams have all been denied!
Why have I always been a failure?
What can the reason be?
I wonder if the world's to blame?
I wonder if it could be me?
I'm always chasing rainbows
watching clouds drifting by!
My schemes are just like all of my dreams
ending in the sky!
Repeat from here
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain!
Some fellows make a winning sometime
I never even make a gain!
Believe me .
I'm always chasing rainbows
waiting to find a little blue bird in vain!
Black
Intro:
I guess I've had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er
I just quarreled with Sue
That's why I'm blue
She's gone away and left me
Just like all dolls do
I tell you, boys, it's tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own
I'm through with all of them
I'll never fall again
'Cause this is what I'll do:
I'm gonna buy a paper doll, that I can call my own
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys - with all their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies, that are real
When I come home at night - she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll, to call my own
Then have a fickle minded - real live girl
Say, it’s only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcade
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Say it's only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard see
But it wouldn't be make belief
If you belief in me
I like him I know
He's phoney
But when they packages it nice
And market it right
I buy beloney
Yes I like him though I can see that he's the type
I'd better get busy and do unto to first
Before I find he's done unto me
He's mostly made of chutzpah
A fake a con a lie
Could be I like him cause
So am I
(Oh! my heart's in a whirl)
Music: Fred Fisher (m); Lyrics: Alfred Bryan 1913
Oh! my heart's in a whirl
Over one little girl
I love her, I love her, yes. I do,
Altho' her heart is far away
I hope to make her mine some day,
E v'ry beautiful rose,
Ev'ry violet knows,
I love her, I love her fond and true,
And her heart fondly sighs,
As I sing to her eyes,
Her eyes of blue,
Sweet eyes of blue,
My darling!
I grow tired of a song,
If it lingers too long
And roses i've plucked and thrown away,
But till I never change my tune
When we are strolling 'neath the moon
Pretty Peg can't you see
Heaven sent you to me
I need you much more
Than I can say,
Know I'm aiming high,
But a dreamer can try,
So why can't I,
Just dream and sigh
My love song!
Peg of my heart, I love you
Don't let us part, I love you
I always knew it would be you
Since I heard your lilting laughter
It's you Irish heart I'm after
Peg of my heart, your glances
Make my heart say, how's chances?
Come be my own,
Come make you home
In my heart.
Peg of my heart, I love you
We'll never part, I love yoy,
Dear little girl, sweet little girl,
Sweeter than the rose of Erin,
Are you winning smiles endearin'
Peg o' my heart, your glances
With Irish are entrance us,
Come by my own
Come, make your home
In my heart.
Every time it rains,
It rains pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune's falling
All over the town
Be sure that your umbrella
Is upside down
Trade them for a package of,
Sunshine and flowers
If you want the things you love,
You must have showers
So when you hear it thunder
Don't run under a tree
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
Words & Music by Will Jason & Val Burton
Recorded by Bob Hope & Shirley Ross, 1937
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of heaven for just you and I
When we’re alone.
From all of society we’ll stay aloof
And live in propriety there on the roof.
Two heavenly hermits, we will be in truth
When we’re alone.
We’ll see life’s mad pattern
As we view old
Then we can thank our lucky stars
That we’re living as we are.
In our little penthouse we’ll always contrive
To keep love and romance forever alive
In view of the
When we’re alone.
We can thank our lucky stars
That we’re living as we are.
In our little penthouse we’ll always contrive
To keep love and romance forever alive
In view of the
When we’re alone.
We travel single, oh
Maybe we're lucky
But I don't know
With them just let one kid fall down
And seven mothers faint
I guess we're both happy
But maybe we ain't
People,
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
We're children
Needing other children
And yet letting our grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children
Than children
Lovers
Are very special people
They're the luckiest people in the world
With one person,
One very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half, now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person
Who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
Why do they make up stories that link my name with yours?
Why do the neighbors gossip all day behind their doors?
I know a way to prove what they say is quite untrue
Here is the gist: A practical list of don'ts for you.
Don't throw bouquets at me,
Don't please my folks too much,
Don't laugh at my jokes too much,
People will say we're in love.
Don't sigh and gaze at me,
Your sighs are so like mine,
Your eyes mustn't glow like mine,
People will say we're in love.
Don't start collecting things,
Give me my rose and my glove,
Sweetheart, they're suspecting things,
People will say we're in love.
Some people claim that you are to blame as much as I
Why do you take the trouble to bake my favorite pie?
Granting your wish, I carved our initials on that tree
Just take a slice of all the advice you give so free
Don't praise my charm to much,
Don't look so vain with me,
Don't stand in the rain with me,
People will say we're in love.
Don't take my arm too much,
Don't keep your hand in mine,
You hand feels go grand in mine,
People will say we're in love.
Don't dance all night with me,
Till the stars fade out of sight,
They'll see it's all right with me,
People will say we're in love.
Surry With The Fringe On Top, The
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters.
Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown,
The dashboard's genuine leather,
With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down,
In case there's a change in the weather.
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin',
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd keer to swap
Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
from the state musical “Cabaret”
by John Kander & Fred Ebb
I met this perfectly marvelous girl
In this perfectly wonderful place
As I lifted a glass
To the start of a marvelous year.
Before I knew she called on the phone, inviting.
Next moment I was no longer alone, but sat reciting
Some perfectly beautiful verse,
In my charming American style.
How I dazzled her senses was truly no less than a crime.
Now I've this perfectly marvelous girl
In my perfectly beautiful room
And we're living together
And having a marvelous time.
She tells me perfectly marvelous tales
Of her thrillingly scandalous life
Which I'll probably use as a chapter or two in my book.
And since my stay in
What luck to fall on a fabulous source of stimulation.
And perfectly marvelous, too, is her perfect agreement to be
Just as still as a mouse when I'm giving my novel a whirl.
Yes, I've a highly agreeable life
In my perfectly beautiful room
With my nearly invisible,
Perfectly marvelous, girl.
I... met... this...
Truly remarkable girl
In this really incredible town,
And she skillfully managed
To talk her way in to my room.
I have a terrible feeling I've said a dumb thing.
Beside, I've only got one narrow bed.
[SALLY]
We'll think of something.
Come ride the little train that is rollin' down the track to the Junction.
Forget about your cares, it is time to relax at the Junction.
Lotsa curves, you bet 'N even more when you get to the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
There's a little hotel called the Shady Rest at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
It is run by Kate, come and be her guest at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
And that's Uncle Joe, he's a-movin' kinda slow at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
(Music Man)
Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little,
Cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more
Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little,
Cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more
Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little
Cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more
(Counter point)
Good night, ladies.
Good night, ladies.
Good night, ladies.
We’re going to leave you now
Farewell ladies
Farewell ladies
Farewell ladies
We’re going to leave you now
He left
But he left all the books to her
Chaucer, Rabelais, Balzac
Cheep Cheep Cheep
Written by Al Dexter
Drinking beer in a cabaret
And was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run.
Chorus
Lay that pistol down, babe -
Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama,
Lay that pistol down.
She kicked out my windshield -
She hit me over the head
She cussed and cried and said I'd lied
And wished that I was dead.
Repeat Chorus
Drinking beer in a cabaret
And dancin' with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light - Bang!
That blond was gone.
Repeat Chorus
I'll see you ev'ry night, babe -
I'll woo you ev'ry day
I'll be your regular daddy -
If you'll put that gun away.
Repeat Chorus
Now I went home this morning -
The clock was tickin' four
Gun in her hand, says
"You're my man, but I don't need you no more."
Repeat Chorus
Now there was old Al Dexter -
He always had his fun
But with some lead,
She shot him dead -
His honkin' days are done.
Music: Harvey Schmidt; Lyrics: Tom Jones
From "The Fantastics"
Plant a radish, get a radish,
Never any doubt.
That's why I love vegtables;
You know what you're about!
Plant a turnip, get a turnip. Maybe you'll get two.
That's why I love vegtables,
You know that they'll come true!
They're dependable! They're befriendable!
They're the best pal a parent's ever known.
While with children, it's bewilderin'
You don't know until the seed is nearly grown, Just what you've sown.
So Plant a carrot, get a carrot,
Not a brussel sprout.
That's why I love vegtables,
You know what you're about!
Life is merry if it's very vegetarian.
A man who plants a garden is a very happy man
Plant a bean-stalk, get a bean-stalk,
Just the same as Jack.
Then if you don't like it
You can always take it back.
But if your issue doesn't kiss you
Then I wish you luck.
For once you've planted childeren
You're absolutely stuck
While with progeny it's hodge-podge-enee
For as soon as you think
You know what kind you've got,
It's what they're not.
So plant a cabbage; get a cabbage,
Nor a sauerkraut
That's why I love vegtables,
You know what you're about!
Life is merry if it's very vegetarian.
A man who plants a garden is a very happy man
Irving Berlin
Part 1:
Won’t you Play A Simple Melody
Like my mother sang to me?
One with good old fashioned harmony
Play A Simple Melody
Part 2:
Musical demon, set your honey a’dreamin’
Won’t you play me some rag?
Just change that classical nag
To some sweet beautiful drag
If you will play from a copy of a tune that is choppy
You’ll get all my applause
And that is simply because
I want to listen to rag
Part 3:
My heart is palpitatin’
From all this syncopation
When I hear a ba-_nd
And when I’m with my honey
My feet start actin’ funny
When I hear a band
It’s really not surprisin’
My temp’rature keeps risin’
When I hear a ba-_nd
So pardon all my swoonin’
My crazy way of croonin’
When I hear a ba-_nd
Robin, Rainger; 1932
Oh, Please.
Lend your little ear to my pleas
Lend a ray of cheer to my pleas
Tell me that you love me too.
Please
Let me hold you tight in my arms
I could find delight in your charms
Every night my whole life through.
Your eyes reveal that you have the soul of
An angel white as snow.
How long must I play the role of
A gloomy romeo?
Oh, Please.
Say you're not intending to tease
Speed that happy ending and please
Tell me that you love me too.
(Bing whistles and da da dees)
Your eyes reveal that you have the soul of
An angel white as snow.
How long must I play the role of
A gloomy romeo?
Oh, please
Say you're not intending to tease
Speed that happy ending and please,
Tell me that you love me too.
Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Our Version
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone,
Though our friendship ceases from now on,
If you can't say anything real nice,
Then please don’t talk at all is my advice,
We're parting, you go your way,
I'll go mine, it's best that we do,
Here's a kiss! I hope that this
Brings, lots of luck to you.
Makes no difference how I carry on,
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone.
(Counter point)
Five foot two, eyes of blue,
Oh, what those five feet could do:
Has anybody seen my gal?
Turned-up nose, turned-down hose
Flapper? Yes sir, one of those
Has anybody seen my gal?
Well, if you run into a five-foot-two
Covered with pearls,
Diamond rings, all those things,
Bet your life it isn't her
But could she love, could she coo!
Cootchie-cootchie-cootchie coo!
Has anybody seen my gal?
Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone
Gene Austin or Bert Lown
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone,
Oh, honey,
Though our friendship ceases from now on,
And listen,
If you can't say anything that's nice,
It's better not to talk at all,
Is my advice,
We're parting,
You go your way,
I'll go mine,
It's best that we do,
Here's a kiss!
I hope that this brings,
Lots of luck to you.
Makes no difference how I carry on,
Remember,
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone.
Poor Butterfly
'Neath the blossoms waiting
Poor Butterfly
For she loved him so
The moments pass into hours
The hours pass into years
And as she smiles through her tears
She murmurs low
The moon and I
Know that he'll be faithful
I'm sure he'll come back
By and by
But if he don't come back
I just must die
Poor Butterfly
(Repeat, then modulate and repeat again)
Lyrics: David West; Music: Cyril Ornadel
There could never be a portrait of my love
For nobody could paint a dream!
You will never see a portrait of my love
For miracles are never seen!
Anyone who sees her,
Soon forgets the Mona Lisa!
It would take I know, a Michael Angelo,
And he would need the glow of dawn
That paints the sky above
To try an` paint a portrait of my love!
< instrumental break >
. . . yes, he would need the glow of dawn
that paints the sky above
to try an` paint a portrait of my love!
Pretty Baby
Lyrics: Gus Kahn; Music Tony Jackson and Egbert Van Alstyne (1916)
You ask me why I'm always teasing you,
You hate to have me call you pretty baby.
I really thought that I was pleasing you,
For you're just a baby to me.
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare,
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair;
And that is why I'm sure that I will
Always love you best of all.
Everybody loves a baby, that's why I'm in love with you,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
And I'd like to be your sister,
brother, dad, and mother, too,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love,
And we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby, and it might as well be you,
Pretty baby of mine.
Your mother says you were the cutest kid;
No wonder, dearie, that I'm wild about you.
And all the cunning things you said and did.
Why, I love to fondly recall,
And just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be
The same sweet, cunning little baby dear to me
And that is why I'm sure that I will
Always love you best of all.
Everybody loves a baby, that's why I'm in love with you,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
And I'd like to be your sister,
brother, dad, and mother, too,
Pretty baby, pretty baby,
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love,
And we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby, and it might as well be you,
Pretty baby of mine.
(1)
Gray skies are gonna clear up
Put on a happy face
Brush off the clouds and cheer up
Put on a happy face
Take off that gloomy mask of tragedy,
It's not your style
You'll look so good that
You'll be glad you decided to smile
Pick out a pleasant outlook,
Stick out that noble chin
Wipe off that full of doubt look,
Slap on a happy grin
And spread sunshine all over the place,
And put on a happy face
I know a girl so gloomy,
She wouldn't laugh or sing
She wouldn't listen to me,
Now she's a mean old thing
So, spread sunshine all over the place,
And put on a happy face
Jerry Herman, from “Hello Dolly”
Cornelius
Out there
There's a world outside of
Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby
There's a slick town, Barnaby
Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnaby
Listen, Barnaby...
Put on your Sunday clothes, there's lots of world out there
Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white
In a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town
In one of those new horse drawn open cars
Cornelius & Barnaby
We'll see the shows
At Delmonico's
And we'll close the town in a whirl
And we won't come home until we've kissed a girl!
Dolly
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
Both
That Sunday shine
Is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Dolly & Ambrose
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Dolly, Ambrose, Cornelius, & Barnaby
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
Townspeople, All
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers
Your red suspenders and hose
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
Dolly
Ermengarde, stop sniveling - Don't cry on the valises!
We haven't missed the train, thank the Lord!
Lovely, you're improving - Now get all 11 pieces,
We're 7 minutes late.
All Aboard!
All
All Aboard! All Aboard!
All Aboard! All Aboard!
Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
To town we'll trot
To a smoky spot
Where the girls are hot as a fuse!
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove
We'll join the Astors
At Tony Pastor's
And this I'm positive of
That we won't come home
That we won't come home
No we won't come home until we fall in love!
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove
We'll join the Astors
At Tony Pastor's
And this I'm positive of
That we won't come home
That we won't come home
No we won't come home until we fall in love!
Before the Parade Passes By
Jerry Herman, from “Hello Dolly”
Dolly, All
When the parade passes by
Listen and hear that brass harmony growing
When the parade passes by
Pardon me if my old spirit is showing
All of those lights over there
Seem to be telling me where I'm going
When the whistles blow
And the cymbals crash
And the sparklers light the sky
I'm gonna raise the roof
I'm gonna carry on
Give me an old trombone
Give me an old baton
Before the parade passes by!
I'm gonna raise the roof
I'm gonna carry on
Give me an old trombone
Give me an old baton
Before the parade passes by!
Put Your Arms Around Me, Honey
Lyrics: Junie McCree, Music: Albert Von Tilzer (1910)
Night time am a fallin',
Everything is still,
And the moon am a shinin' from above.
Cupid am a callin' ev'ry Jack and Jill,
It's just about the time for making love.
Someone is a-waiting all along for me.
No more hesitating I must go and see
How de do dear, it's with you dear,
That I love to be.
Put your arms around me honey,
Hold me tight.
Huddle up and cuddle up
With all your might,
Oh, baby, won't you roll dem eyes?
Eyes that I just idolize.
When they look at me
My heart begins to float,
Then it starts a'rockin' like a motor boat
Oh! Oh! I never knew any girl like you.
Music am a-playin', such a lovin' glide",
That my feet keep a-moving to and fro,
And with you a-swayin' I'll be satisfied,
To dance until we hear the roosters crow.
I love seven 'leven, I love chicken too.
Nearest thing to heaven is to be with you.
For I'm spoony, moony, loony,
But my love is true.
Put your arms around me honey,
Hold me tight.
Huddle up and cuddle up
With all your might,
Oh, baby, won't you roll dem eyes?
Eyes that I just idolize.
When they look at me
My heart begins to float,
Then it starts a'rockin' like a motor boat
Oh! Oh! I never knew any girl like you.
Allan Roberts and Doris Fisher
When Mrs. O'Leary's cow
Kicked the lantern-in
They say that started the fire
That burned
Chorus
That's the story that went around,
But here's the real lowdown,
Put the blame on mame boys,
Put the blame on mame
Mame kissed a buyer from out of town,
That kissed burned
So you can, put the blame on mame boys,
Put the blame on mame.
When they had the earthquake
In San Francisco-back in 19`6
They said that old mother nature
Was up to her old tricks.
Repeat Chorus
One night she started to-shim and shake-
That brought on the `Frisco quake
So you can, put the blame on mame boys,
Put the blame on mame.
When they had the gold rush,
Folks started running to Cal-i-for-ni-ay,
They all had dreams of making a million bucks a day,
Repeat Chorus
She caused the gold rush, it's my belief,
Diggin' gold from some guy's teeth!
So you can put the blame on mame boys,
Put the blame on mame
Remember the blizzard
Back in
They say that traffic was tied up
And folks-were in a fix.
That's the story that went around,
Repeat Chorus
Mame gave a chump such and ice cold NO-
For seven days they shoveled snow.
So you can, put the blame on mame boys,
Put the blame on mame.
They once had a shootin'-up
Iin the
Folks were puttin' the blame on
The lady known as Lou
Repeat Chorus
Mame did a dance called the Hichy-koo,
That's the thing that slew McGrew
So you can, put the blame on mame boys
Put the blame on mame.
Put Your Arms Arounds Me Honey
Dick Kuhn
Put your arms around me honey,
Hold me tight.
Huddle up and cuddle up
With all your might,
Oh, oh, won't you roll them eyes,
Eyes that I just idolize,
When they look at me
My heart begins to float,
Then it starts a rockin' like a motor boat
Oh! Oh! I never knew any boy like you
(B. Gaudio - B. Crewe)
Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
Ahh, ah-ah-ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
(Hand-me-down) When she was just a kid her clothes were hand-me-down
(Hand-me-down) They always laughed at her when she came into town
Called her rag doll, little rag doll
Such a pretty face should be dressed in lace
Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
(Sad rag doll) I'd change her sad rags into glad rags if I could
(If I could) My folks won't let me 'cause they say that she's no good
She's a rag doll, such a rag doll
Though I love her so, I can't let her know
Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
Ahh, ah-ah-ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
I love you just the way you are
A-ahh, ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
Lyrics: Lewis F. Muir/ Maurice Abrahams; Music: Grant Clarke
Out in
Where the bad men are,
And the only friend to guide you
Is an evening star,
The roughest, toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe.
Got his name from singing
To the cows and sheep
Every night they say
He sings the herd to sleep
In a basso rich and deep,
Crooning soft and low.
Chorus:
How he sings,
Raggy music to his cattle
As he swings
Back and forward in his saddle
On his horse
(A pretty good horse),
Who is syncopated gaited,
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run,
When they hear the feller’s gun,
Because the western folks all know:
He’s a hifalootin’, scootin’, shootin’
Son-of-a-gun from
Ragtime Cowboy
(Talk about your cowboy),
Ragtime Cowboy Joe.
Dressed up ev’ry Sunday
In his Sunday clothes
He beats it for the village
Where he always goes,
And ev’ry girl in town is Joe’s
‘Cause he’s a ragtime bear;
When he starts a-spieling
On the dance hall floor,
No one but a lunatic
Would start a war
Wise men know his forty-four
Makes men dance for fair.
Repeat Chorus:
Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Music: Burt Bacharach; Lyrics: Hal David
Raindrops are falling on my head
And just like the guy who's feet
Are too big for his bed,
Nothing seems to fit
Those Raindrops are falling on my head,
They keep falling
So I just did me some talking to the sun,
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done,
Sleeping on the job
Those Raindrops are falling on my head
They keep falling
But there's one thing, I know
The blues they sent to meet me won't defeat me.
It won't be long
'Till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean
My eyes will soon be turning red.
Crying's not for me,
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain
By complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me
Lyrics by Robin Miller; Music by Jim Wise
From the Off-Broadway production of “Dames At Sea”
Originally sung by Bernadette Peters & Chorus
Pitter patter, what’s the matter with me?
Pitter patter, rain is all that I see.
Where is my raincoat? It’s here somewhere.
Why wear a raincoat, the weather’s fair.
But ever since I saw him depart,
It’s been raining, raining in my heart.
Where are my rubbers, to ford the storm?
What good are rubbers, outside it’s warm
But ever since heaven fell apart, it’s been raining, raining in my heart.
Once I saw a cottage on
A fairy palace in disguise.
I don’t see it now, it must be rain
That’s getting in my eyes.
Where’s my umbrella and where’s my guy?
I need that fella to keep me dry.
It would help if the sunshine would start, ‘cause it’s raining in my heart.
Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat
(Funny Girl)
Eddie
Our boys went rat-tat-tat-tat
Rat-tat-tat-tat
And shot the Kaiser where he sat-tat-tat-at
With every poppity-pop
Some Kraut took a drop
American boys are all such straight shooters
We'll take care of him, mother
When he comes home from the war
We'll take care of him, mother
We'll do everything that you would do, yeah, and more
Rat-tat-tat-tat
We'll give their backs a big pat
They deserve a future full of joys
'Cause they're our Yankee Doodle
Yankee Doodle,
Yankee Doodle Doughboys
Company, order, arms, roll call
Company
I'm Private Jones from
I'm Private Smith from
I'm Private Ryan from
I'm Private Burke from
I'm Private O'Brien from
I'm Private Muntz from
Fanny
I'm Private Schwartz from Rockaway
And I guess you heard reports
That the Kaiser runs a block away
When they tell him, here comes Schwartz
'Cause when I get mad, believe it, Jack
Out from nowhere comes a maniac
A kick in the foot
A shot in the pants
I wouldn't give a second chance
Schwartz from Rockaway
Chorus
Private Schwartz,
Private Schwartz
Private Schwartz from Rockaway
Fanny
I met Mademoiselle from
And my bagels gave a spin
She said, "Private Schwartz,
Come closer, dear"
What a tzimmis I got in
When you're fighting for democracy
Call on Irving Schwartz and company
I'm through and through
Red, white and bluish
I talk this way
Because I'm British
Tell Far Rockaway, don't pull the dock away
'Cause sailing home is General Schwartz
All
Rat-tat-tat-tat
We'll give their backs a big pat
They deserve a great big medal
And a loud huzzah
Over here and over there
You'll hear
Rat-tat-tat-tat,
Rat-tat-tat-tat,
Rat-tat-tat-tat
That's our Yankee Doodle
Yankee Doodle
Rat-tat-tat-tat
Hurrah
Kander and Ebbe
ROXIE(Spoken)
Oh Billy, I'm scared.
BILLY(Spoken)
Roxie, you got nothing to worry about.
It's all a circus, kid. A three ring circus.
These trials- the wholeworld- all show business.
But kid, you're working with a star, the biggest!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle Dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act with lots of flash in it
And the reaction will be passionate
Give 'em the old hocus pocus
Bead and feather 'em
How can they see with sequins in their eyes?
What if your hinges all are rusting?
What if, in fact, you're just disgusting?
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they;ll never catch wise!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous
Row after row will crow vociferous
Give 'em the old flim flam flummox
Fool and fracture 'em
How can they hear the truth above the roar?
Throw 'em a fake and a finagle
They'll never know you're just a bagel,
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll beg you for more!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle Dazzle 'em
Back since the days of old Methuselah
Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler
Give 'em the old three ring circus
Stun and stagger 'em
When you're in trouble, go into your dance
Though you are stiffer than a girder
They let you get away with murder
Razzle dazzle 'em
And you've got a romance
Give 'em the old Razzle Dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act that's unassailable
They'll wait a year 'till you're available!
Give 'em the old Double whammy
Daze and dizzy'em
Show 'em the first rate sorcerer you are
Long as you keep 'em way off balance
How can they spot you got no talents?
Razzle dazzle 'em
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll make you a star!
Lyrics: Carolyn Leigh; Music Cy Colemam
Pardon me miss
But I've never done this
With a real live girl
Strayed off the farm
With an actual armful
Of a real live girl
Pardon me if my affectionate squeeze
Fogs up my glasses and
Buckels my knees
I simply drown in the sight, and the sound,
And the scent and the feel
Of a real live girl
I've seen photographs and facsimiles
That have set my heart off in a whirl
But nothing can beat
Getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams in your bunk
Don't compare with a hunk
Of a real live girl
Speaking of miracles this must be it
Just when I started to learn how to knit
I'm all in stitches
From finding what riches a waltz can reveal
With a real live girl
(1) Sid Tepper and Roy Bennett
I want some red roses for a blue lady
Mister florist take my order please
We had a silly quarrel the other day
I hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away
I want some red roses for a blue lady
Send them to the sweetest gal in town
And if they do the trick, I'll hurry back to pick
Your best white orchids for her wedding gown
I want some red roses for a blue lady
Mister florist take my order please
We had a silly quarrel, the other day
I hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away
I want some red roses for a blue, blue lady
Send them to the sweetest gal in town
And if they do the trick, I'll hurry back to pick
Your best white orchids for her wedding gown
Your best white orchids for her wedding gown
Lyrics: Jimmy Kennedy; Music: Hugh Williams
Red sails in the sunset, way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one home safely to me
She sailed at the dawning, all day I've been blue
Red sails in the sunset, I'm trusting in you
Swift wings you must borrow
Make straight for the shore
We marry tomorrow
And she goes sailing no more
Red sails in the sunset, way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one home safely to me
Swift wings you must borrow
Make straight for the shore
We marry tomorrow
And she goes sailing no more
Red sails in the sunset
Way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one
Home safely to me
(2) Lombardo/DiMinno
Return to me...
Oh my dear I'm so lonely...
Hurry back, hurry back, Oh my love...
Hurry back, I am yours.
Return to me...
For my heart wants you only...
Hurry home, hurry home, won't you please...
Hurry home, to my heart.
My darling if I hurt you, I'm sorry...
Forgive me, and please say you are mine!
Return to me...
Please come back bella mia...
Hurry back, hurry home, to my arms...
To my lips, and my heart.
Ritorna me...
Cara mia ti amo...
Solo tu, solo tu,
solo tu, solo tu...
Mio cuore
John Kander & Fred Ebb (1972)
from “Liza With A ‘Z’”
About a year ago - I heard this truly terrific, absolutely true story
And it just so happens that I told a couple of friends of mine this truly terrific, absolutely true story
And it just so happens that these friends of mine are song writers
And guess what happened, right, truly terrific, absolutely true song
Gather around, I've got a story to tell,
About a Manhattan lady that I know very well
She lives at Five Riverside,
Her name is Shirley Devore,
And she travelled 'round the world
to meet the guy next door
Well there was trouble inside apartment 29 E,
'Cause Shirley's mother and dad
were as upset as can be
They said we hate to complain dear
and we don't like to grouse,
But your nearly 32,
you should get out of the house
Chorus
You gotta ring them bells,
you gotta ring them bells,
You gotta make 'em sing
and really ring them bells
It's such a happy thing to hear 'em ting-a-ling,
You gotta ring - them - bells
Well Shirley was 31,
which she was loathe to admit,
And she had never been loved,
which didn't thrill her a bit
And so she sat and she thought,
she thought for hours on end,
And said I'll go to Chase, Manhattan,
where I got me a friend
And so she borrowed a thou' and called TWA,
And told her mother and dad
that she was up and away
I'm gonna travel the continent,
a month, maybe two,
And haul me home a hus' if it's the last thing I do
Repeat Chorus
She met a Londoner first,
but they did not hit it off,
'Cause every time she approached
he got a bronchial cough
And so she went to Madrid
and met a handsome Senior,
But he liked to throw the bull
and he was no matador
She also bombed out in Brussells,
in Mallorca and Rome,
Til' someone said
try Dubrovnik dear before you go home
'Cause it's the kind of a town
where you'll be likely to fall,
And all the toni Cognoscenti
find the Balkans a ball
Repeat Chorus
And so she went to Dubruvnik
and the very first day,
She met a guy on the beach
who took her reason away
Yes it was love at first sight
and quite a beautiful scene,
She said my name is Shirl Devore,
he said I'm Norm Saperstein
She said are you from New York,
He said that can't be denied,
I've got a swell junior three
at number Five Riverside
Five? Five Riverside Drive in New York,
that's where you live?
That's-that's where I live, Five? Are you sure?
As if that wasn't enough,
for Shirley thought she'd gone deaf,
When he told her his apartment there was 29 F
Yes, she was 'E', he was 'F',
and they had not even met,
Until she travelled the world to Yugoslavia yet
He'd always been right next door
and she would never have known,
If she hadn't tried Dubrovnik,
she might still be alone
Well - there's - a - moral to learn
from little Shirley Devore,
Who had to borrow a thou' to
find a lover next door
You girls who live in apartments,
don't just stare at the wall,
Open up the door and hurry out in the hall
And Oh Ring them bells,
come on, come on, ring them bells
Make 'em sing, you'd better ring them bells
It's such a happy thing to hear 'em ting-a-ling
You gotta swing them, ring them, swing them, ring them be-ells...
Words & Music by Larry Weiss
I've been walkin' these streets so long
Singin' the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle's the name of the game
And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain
There's been a load of compromisin'
On the road to my horizon
But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone
Well, I really don't mind the rain
And a smile can hide all the pain
But you're down when you're ridin' the train that's takin' the long way
And I dream of the things I'll do
With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe
There'll be a load of compromisin'
On the road to my horizon
But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Rhinestone cowboy
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Rhinestone cowboy
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
Rock-a-bye Your Baby With a
(1) Lewis - Young - Schwartz
Rock-a-bye your baby
With a
When you croon
Croon a tune
From the heart of
Just hang my cradle, Mammy mine
Right on the
And swing it from
To
With all the love that's in ya!
Repeat from here
Weep no more my lady
Won't you sing that song again, for me
Sing old black Joe
Just as though
You had me on your knee
A million baby kisses I'll deliver
If you would only sing
That
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby
With a
Rock-a-bye your baby
With a
When you croon
Croon a tune
From the heart of
Just hang my cradle, Mammy mine
Right on the
And swing it from
To
With all the love that's in ya!
Weep no more my lady
Won't you sing that song again, for me
And sing it slow Just as though
You had me on your knee
A Million baby kisses I'll deliver
The minute
That you sing the
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby
With a
Rose of
They call me Rose of
I'm withering there
In basement air, I'm fading
Pose, in plain or fancy clothes,
They say my Roman nose;
It seems to please artistic people.
Beaus, I've plenty of those,
In second hand clothes,
And nice long hair
I’ve got those Broadway vampires
Lashed to the mast,
I've got no future, but oh what a past
I'm Rose, of
(Repeat
all)
Bye Bye Birdie Lee Adams and Charles Strouse
I was never crazy for flowers
I confess that nothing left me colder.
I could watch a daisy for hours
and all i'd feel was several hours older.
Lilacs or lilies,
anything you please
all that they did was make me shrug or sneeze.
But now i love each blossom that i see
for a lovely little rose loves me.
Now my life is Rosie,
Since I found my Rosie.
With a girl like rosie
How could I be blue?
Hand in hand we'll mosey
Me and little Rosie.
We will be so cozy
By a fire built for two.
Oh i once heard a poem that goes
A rose is a rose is a rose.
But i don't agree
Take it from me,
There's one rose sweeter than any that grows
That's my Rosie.
I'm so glad you chose me.
Life is one, sweet, beautiful song
to me.
Words and Music by Lou Stallman and Joe Shapiro
Find a wheel and it goes round, round, round
As it skims along with a happy sound
As it goes along the ground, ground, ground
'Til it leads you to the one you love
Then your love will hold you round, round, round
In your heart's a song with a brand new song
And your head goes spinning round, round, round
'Cause you've found what you've been dreamin' of
In the night you see the oval moon
Going round and round in tune
And the ball of sun in the day
Makes a girl and boy wanna say
Find a ring and put it round, round, round
And with ties so strong that two hearts are bound
Put it on the one you've found, found, found
For you know that this is really love
Find a wheel and it goes round, round, round
As it skims along with a happy sound
As it goes along the ground, ground, ground
'Til it leads you to the one you love
Then your love, you'll hold her round, round, round
In your heart's a song with a brand new song
And your head goes spinning round, round, round
'cause you've found what you've been dreamin' of
In the night you see the oval moon
Going round and round in tune
And the ball of sun in the day
Makes a girl and boy wanna say
Find a ring and put it round, round, round
And with ties so strong your two hearts are bound
Put it on the one you've found, found, found
For you know that this is really love
Find a ring, out it on
For you know that this is really love, really love, really love
Route
66
If you ever
plan to motor west
Travel my
way
Take the
highway that’s the best
Get your
kicks on Route 66
It winds
from Chicago to L. A.
More than
two thousand miles all the way
Get your
kicks on Route 66
Now you go
through St. Louie, Joplin Missouri
And
Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
You’ll see
Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff,
Arizona, don’t forget Winona
Kingman,
Barstow, San Bernardino
Won’t you
get hip to this timely tip
When you
make that California trip
Get your
kicks on Route 66
Sadie, Sadie, married lady,
See what’s on my hand!
There’s nothing quite as touching
As a simple wedding band!
Oh how that marriage license works
On chambermaids and hotel clerks
The honeymoon was such delight
That we got married that same night!
I’m Sadie, Sadie, married lady.
Sadie, you did the trick!
Not every girl can get herself
A guy who looks like Nick!
To tell the truth, it hurt my pride
The groom was prettier than the bride!
I’m Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that’s me!
Well Sadie’s home,
So Rosie Dear
Bring Chicken soup down to the pier
Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that’s me!
Sadie, Sadie, married lady
Meet a mortgagee,
The owner of an icebox
With a ten year guarantee
Oh, sit me in the softest seat,
Quick, a cushion for my feet!
Do for me, buy for me, lift me, carry me,
Finally got a guy to marry me!
I do my nails, read up on sales
All day the records play.
Then he comes home I tell him
Oy, what a day I had today!
I swear I’ll do my wifely job
Just sit at home, become a slob!
Sadie, Sadie, married lady,
A husband, a house, a mortgage, a baby
Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that’s me!
Music by Kurt Weill, lyrics by Ira Gershwin;
from the musical One Touch of Venus, 1943
There once was a girl named Jenny
Whose virtues were varied and many
Excepting that she was inclined
Always to make up her mind
And Jenny points a moral
With which you cannot quarrel
As you will find
Jenny, Jenny
Who's Jenny?
Never heard of Jenny
Jenny made her mind up when she was 3
She herself was going to trim the Christmas tree
Christmas Eve she lit the candles
Tossed the tapers away
Little Jenny was an orphan on Christmas day
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
Her equal will be hard to find
She lost one dad and mother
A sister and a brother
But she would make up her mind
Jenny made her mind up when she was 12
That into foreign languages she would delve
But at 17 to Vassar It was quite a blow
That in 27 languages she couldn't say no.
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
Her equal will be hard to find
To Jenny I'm beholden
Her heart was big and golden
But she would make up her mind
Jenny made her mind up at 22
To get herself a husband was the thing to do
So she got herself all dolled up
In her satins and furs
And she got herself a husband
But he wasn't hers...
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
Her equal will be hard to find
Deserved a bed of roses
But history discloses
That she would make up her mind
Jenny made her mind up at 51
That she would write her memoirs before she was done
The very day her book was published, history relates
That were wifes who shot their husbands
In some 33 States.
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
She's got no equal, It's true,
She could give cards in spadies
To many other ladies
But she would make up her mind
Jenny made her mind up at 75
That she would live to be the oldest woman alive
But gin and rum and destiny
They play funny tricks
And poor Jenny kicked the bucket
At 76...
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
Her equal will be hard to find
Poor Jenny, Bright as a penny
Her equal will be hard to find
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, Jenny
Jenny points a moral with which you cannot quarrel
Makes a lot of common sense
Jenny and her saga
Prove that you're gaga
If you don't keep sitting on the fence
You know that Jenny and her story
Point the way to glory
For all man and womankind
Anyone with vision
Comes to this decision
You mustn't make up
Shouldn't make up
Never, ever, never make up
Your mind
Sam, You Made The Pants Too Long
Trousers dragging, slowly dragging through the street
Yes! I'm walking, but I'm walking without feet!
I'm not finding fault at all
You're too big and I'm too small
But Sam, you promised me both ends would meet
You made the coat and vest fit the best
You made the lining nice and strong
But Sam, you made the pants too long
You made the peak lapel look so swell
So who am I to say you're wrong?
But Sam, you made the pants too long
They got a belt and they got suspenders
So what can they lose?
But what good are belts and suspenders
When the pants are hanging over the shoes
You feel a winter breeze up and down the knees
The belt is where the tie belongs
'Cause Sam, Sam, Sam you made the pants too long!
Deep within my heart lies a melody,
A song of old San Antone,
Where in dreams I live with a memory
Beneath the stars all alone.
It was there I found beside the
Enchantment strange as the blue up above.
A moonlit pass that only she would know,
Still hears my broken song of love.
Moon in all your splendour, know only my heart,
Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone.
Lips so sweet and tender, like petals falling apart
Speak once again of my love, my own.
Broken songs, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone,
For that moonlit pass by the
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone.
Gus Kahn
You let no stranger wait outside your door
Saying "I'll wander no more"
Other places only make me love you best
Tell me you're the heart of all the golden west
San Francisco, welcome me home again
I'm not at home to go roaming no more.
Saturday Night is the Loneliest Night in the Week
Cahn/van Heusen
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
'Cause that's the night that my sweetie and I
Used to dance cheek to cheek
I don't mind Sunday night at all
'Cause that's the night friends come to call
And Monday to Friday go fast
And another week is past
But Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
mmmm... Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
Dave Guard (BMI)
Scotch and soda, mud in your eye
Baby do I feel high
Oh me oh my do I feel high
Dry martini, jigger of gin
Oh what a spell you've got me in
Oh my, do I feel high
People won't believe me,
They'll think that I'm just braggin'
But I could feel the way I do
And still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles,
Sunshine of your eye Oh me oh my
Do I feel higher than a kite can fly
Give me lovin', baby, I feel high.
Oh, people won't believe me,
They'll think that I'm just braggin'
But I could feel the way I do
And still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles,
Sunshine of your eyes
Oh me oh my do I feel higher than a kite can fly
Give me lovin', baby I feel high.
Father had a business
Strictly second hand
Everything from toothpicks
To a baby grand
Stuff in our apartment
Came from father’s store
Even cloths I’m wearing,
Someone’s wore before!
It’s no wonder that I feel abused
I never get a thing that ain’t been used
I'm wearing second-hand hats,
Second-hand clothes
That's why they call me
Second-hand rose
Even the piano in the parlor,
Daddy bought for ten cents on the dollar.
Second-hand pearls,
I'm wearing second-hand curls
I never get a single thing that's new
Even Jake the plumber
He's the man I adore
Has the nerve to tell me he's been married before
Everyone knows
That I'm just second-hand rose
From second avenue.
From second avenue.
Reprise
I'm wearing second hand hats
Second hand clothes
That's why they call me second hand Rose
(You're ragged)
Even my pajamas when I don em
Has somebody else's nitials on 'em
(Initials)
Second hand pearls
Oh, I'm wearing second hand curls
I never had a single thing that's new
(What's a girl to do about it?)
Once while strolling through the Ritz
A girl got my goat
(What'd she do?)
She nudged her friend and said
Oh, look, there's my old fur coat
(And how embarassing)
And everyone knows
That I'm just second hand Rose
From second avenue
Sammy Cahn, Jimmy Van Heusen
Love is lovelier,
The second time around.
Just as wonderful
With both feet on the ground.
It's that second time you hear your love song sung.
Makes you think, perhaps, that love, like youth,
Is wasted on the young.
Love's more comfortable
The second time you fall.
Like a friendly home,
The second time you call.
Repeat from here
Who can say what brought us
To this miracle we've found?
There are those who'll bet
Love comes but once, and yet,
I'm oh so glad we met, the second time around.
Lombardo, Loeb
Seems like old times, having you to walk with
Seems like old times, having you to talk with
And it's still a thrill
Just to have my arms around you
Still the thrill that it was the day I found you
Seems like old times, dinner dates and flowers
Just like old times, staying up for hours
Making dreams come true,
Doing things we used to do
Seems like old times being here with you
Seems like old times, dinner dates and flowers
Just like old times, staying up for hours
Making dreams come true,
Doing things we used to do
Seems like old times being here with you
Being here with you
Being here with you
(You Belong to Me)
See the pyramids across the
See the sunrise on a tropic isle
Just remember, darling, all the while
You belong to me.
See the market place in old
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember till your dream appears
You belong to me.
I'll be so alone without you
Maybe, you'll be lonesome too and blue.
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember till you're home again
You belong to me
Oh, I'll be
so alone without you (oh, I will, honey)
darling, darling, you'll be lonesome too
and you're gonna be blue.
Sondheim
Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can't move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines - nobody there
Don't you love a farce; my fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don't bother they're here
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Well maybe next year
Doris Day
Words and music: Bud Green, Les Brown and Ben Homer
Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey
To renew old memories
Got my bag, got my reservation
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
Long to hear that "All aboard"
Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be waitin' up for heaven
Countin' every mile of railroad track
That takes me back
Never thought my heart could be so yearny
Why did I decide to roam?
Gotta take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home
Sentimental journey home!
Sentimental journey home!
1938 Maxwell Anderson / Kurt Weill
When I was
a young man courting the girls
I played me
a waiting game.
If a maid
refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the
old earth take a couple of twirls
And I'd ply
her with tears instead of pearls
And as time
came around, she came my way
As time
came around, she came
But it's a
long, long while from May to December
And the
days grow short when you reach September.
The autumn
weather turns the leaves to flame
And I
haven't got the time for the waiting game.
Oh, the
days dwindle down to precious few;
September,
November.
And these
few precious days I'll spend with you.
These precious days I'll spend with you.
(1)
When I hear that Serenade in blue
I'm somewhere in another world, alone with you
Sharing all the joys we used to know
Many moons ago
Once again your face comes back to me
Just like the theme of some forgotten melody
In the album of my memory
Serenade in blue
It seems like only yesterday
The small cafe, a crowded floor
And as we danced the night away
I hear you say forever more
And then the song became a sigh
Forever more became goodbye
Cause you remained in my heart, but
Tell me darling is there still a spark?
Or only lonely ashes of the flame we knew
Should I go on whistling in the dark?
Serenade in blue
From the Pajama Game (1957)
by Richard Adler and Jerry Ross
I figured it out, I figured it out
With a pencil and a pad I figured it out
Seven and a half cents
doesn't buy a heck of a lot
Seven and a half cents
doesn't mean a thing
But give it to me every hour
Forty hours every week,
That's enough for me to be
livin' like a king.
From Easter Parade Irving Berlin 1948
There's an old superstition
Way down South
Everybody believes that trouble won't stay
If you shake it away.
When they hold a revival
Way down South
Everybody with care and trouble that day
Tries to shake it away.
Shakin' the blues away
Unhappy news away
If you were blue, it's easy to
Shake off your cares and troubles
Tellin' the blues to go
They may refuse to go
But as a rule, they'll go if you
Shake 'em away!
Do like the voodoos do
Listen to a voodoo melody
They shake their bodies so
To and fro
With every shake
A lucky break
Provin' that there's a way
To chase your cares away
If you would lose your weary blues
Shake 'em away
Shake 'em away!
Chorus
Shaking the blues away
Unhappy news away
If you are blue
It's easy to
Shake off your
Shake off your cares
And shake off your troubles
Provin' that there's a way
To chase your cares away
If you would lose
Your weary blues
Shake them away
Shake them away
Away, away
Shake them away
Shall we dance? On a bright cloud of music
Shall we fly?
Shall we dance?
Shall we say goodnight and mean goodbye?
Or perchance
When the last little star has left the sky?
Shall we still be together
With our arms about each other?
And shall you be my new romance?
On the clear understanding that
This kind of thing can happen,
Shall we dance? Shall we dance? Shall we dance!
Getting to know you,
Getting to know all about you.
Getting to like you,
Getting to hope you like me.
Getting to know you,
Putting it my way but nicely.
You are precisely,
My cup of tea.
Getting to know you,
Getting to feel free and easy.
When I am with you,
Getting to know what to say.
Haven't you noticed,
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy,
Because of all the beautiful and new
Things I'm learning about you
Day by day.
Whenever I feel afraid
I hold my head erect
And whistle a happy tune
So no one will suspect
I'm afraid
While shivering in my shoes
I strike a careless pose
And whistle a happy tune
And no one ever knows I'm afraid
The result of this deception
Is very strange to tell
For when I fool the people I fear
I fool myself as well
I whistle a happy tune
And ev'ry single time
The happiness in the tune
Convinces me that I'm not afraid
Make believe you're brave
And the trick will take you far
You may be as brave
As you make believe you are
Whistle here
You may be as brave
As you make believe you are
Hello young lovers who ever you are
I hope your troubles are few
All my good wishes go with you tonight
I've been in love like you
Be brave young lovers and follow your star
Be brave and faithful and true
Cling very close to each other tonight
I've been in love like you
Repeat from here
I know how it feels to have wings on your heels
And fly down the street in a trance
You fly down a street on a chance that you'll meet
And you meet not really by chance
Don't cry young lovers what ever you do
Don't cry because I'm alone
All of my memories are happy tonight
I've had a love of my own
I've had a love of my own like yours
I've had a love of my own
Bob Hilliard / Milton DeLugg
Why did I tell you I was going to
I want to be with you tonight
Why did I holler I was going to
I want to be with you tonight
It was just a little misunderstanding
That a kiss on the cheek could patch
I need you so badly
I’d gladly start all over from scratch
Oh, why did I tell you it was bye-bye for
I’m even allergic to rice
Why don’t you stop me
When I talk about
It’s just a lover’s device
Who’s gonna kiss me
Who’s gonna thrill me
Who’s gonna hold me tight
I’m right around the corner in a phone booth
And I want to be with you tonight
Why did I tell you I was going to
I want to be with you tonight
Why did I holler I was going to
I want to be with you tonight
It was just a little misunderstanding
That a kiss on the cheek could patch
I need you so badly
I’d gladly start all over from scratch
Oh, why did I tell you it was bye-bye for
I’m even allergic to rice
Why don’t you stop me
When I talk about
It’s just a lover’s device
Who’s gonna kiss me
Who’s gonna thrill me
Who’s gonna hold me tight
I’m right around the corner in a phone booth
And I want to be with you tonight
(In a) Shanty In
It's only a shanty in old
The roof is so slanty it touches the ground:
But my tumble down shack
By the old railroad track
Like a millionaire's mansion is calling me back.
I'd give up a palace if I were a king;
It's more than a palace, it's my ev'rything.
There's a queen waiting there with a silvery crown
In a shanty in old
from She Loves Me
by Jerry Bock & Sheldon Harnick
She loves me
And to my amazement
I love it knowing that she loves me
She loves me,
True, she doesn't show it
How could she,
When she doesn't know it.
Yesterday she loathed me, ah!
Now today she likes me, ah!
And tomorrow, tomorrow...
AAAAAAAAAAAh!
My teeth ache from the urge to touch her
I'm speechless for I mustn't tell her
It's wrong now, but it won't be long now
Before my love discovers
That she and I are lovers
Imagine how surprised she's bound to be,
She loves meeeeeeeeeee!
I love her, isn't that a wonder?
I wonder why I didn't want her.
I want her, that's the thing that matters,
And matters are improving daily.
Yesterday I loathed her, ah!
Now today I love her, ah!
And tomorrow, tomorrow...
AAAAAAAAAAAh!
I'm tingling such delicious tingle,
I'm trembling, what the hell does that mean?
I'm freezing that's because it's cold out.
But still I'm incandescent
And like some adolescent
I'd like to scrawl on ev'ry wall I see
She loves me!
She loves meeeeeeeee!
Lyrics: Richard Whiting
I'm not much to look at, nothin' to see
Just glad I'm livin' and happy to be
I got a woman, crazy for me
She's funny that way
I can't save a dollar, ain't worth a cent
She'd never holler, she'd live in a tent
I got a woman, crazy for me
She's funny that way
Though she'd love to work
And slave for me every day
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her, why should I go?
She'd be unhappy without me, I know
I got a woman, crazy for me
She's funny that way
Bayes, Norworth
Chorus
Shine on,
Shine on harvest moon,
Up in the sky.
I ain't had no loving,
Since January, February,
June or July.
Snow time,
Pay no time to stay,
Outdoors and swoon.
Shine on,
Shine on harvest moon,
For me and my gal.
The night was mighty dark
So you could hardly see
A moon refused to shine
Couple sitting underneath a willow tree
For love they pine
Little maid was kind afraid of darkness
So she said I guess I go
Boy begins to sigh
Looked up at the ski
Told the moon his tail of woo
Repeat Chorus
Words by Carroll Loveday & Music by Jokern (1940)
Recorded by Kate Smith, The Andrews Sisters, Vaughn Monroe
In shelter and by candle light,
I’m writing to you,
My hand, a bit shaky,
And my pen dipped in blue,
The news is depressing
Life has seen a change,
But here is a story quite strange.
Our home is a shambles
All I've treasured is gone.
The town seems deserted,
Ev’ryone so forlorn,
A storm came from up above,
But somehow it missed,
The shrine of Saint Cecilia
The bells in the chapel,
Never ring any more,
The clock in the steeple,
Can't tell time as before,
But up on a hillside,
Stands a place heaven blessed
The shrine of Saint Cecilia
Each day, at even-tide
When I seek haven
From my daily care,
You'll find me by her side,
It seems so peaceful there
I kneel in my solitude
And silently pray,
That heav’n will protect you dear,
And there'll come a day,
The storm will be over,
And that we'll meet again,
At the shrine of Saint Cecilia
Album Title: The
Prime Artist: Frank Sinatra
Arranger: George Siravo
Written by: Nacio Herb Brown
Written by: Arthur Francis (pseudonym for Ira Gershwin)
From the Film: Lord Byron of Broadway 1930 (M)
Should I reveal exactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
Should I recite beneath the pale moonlight?
And swear by the stars above you?
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
<jazz instrumental>
Could I repeat that sweetest story told?
Could I entreat, would it be too bold?
Should I reveal 'xactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
And swear by stars above you?
Should I confess I love you?
Shuffle Off to Buffalo
The honeymoon in store
Is one that you'll adore
I'm gonna take you for a ride
I'll go home and pack my panties
You go home and get your scanties
And away we'll go
Off we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle Off to
To
There's no honeymoon that's cheaper
And the train goes slow
Off we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle Off to
For a little silver quarter
We can have the
Turn the lights down low
Off we're gonna shuffle
Shuffle Off to
Matrimony is baloney
She'll be wanting alimony
In a year of so
Still they go and shuffle
Shuffle Off to
When she knows as much as we know
She'll be on her way to
While he still has dough
She'll give him the Shuffle
When they're back from
Oh, we ain't got a barrel of money,
Maybe we're ragged and funny,
But we'll travel along,
Singing a song,
Side by side.
Tho' we don't know
What's coming tomorrow,
Maybe it's trouble and sorrow,
But we'll travel the road
Sharin' our load,
Side by side.
Thru all kinds of weather,
What if the sky should fall,
Just as long as we're together,
It really doesn't matter at all,
When they've all had their troubles and parted,
We'll be the same as we started,
Just travelling along,
Singing a song,
Side by side.
Thru all kinds of weather,
What if the sky should fall,
Just as long as we're together,
It really doesn't matter - doesn't matter at all,
When they've all had their troubles and parted,
We'll be the same as we started,
Just travelling along,
Singing a song,
Side by side.
Carpenters
Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things not bad
Sing of happy not sad.
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song.
Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me.
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song.
Words and Music by Harvey Fuqua and Alan Freed
Sincerely, oh yes, sincerely
'Cause I love you so dearly
Please say you'll be mine
Sincerely, oh you know how I love you
I'll do anything for you
Please say you'll be mine
Oh Lord, won't you tell me why
I love that fella so
He doesn't want me
But I'll never, never, never, never let him go
Sincerely, oh you know how I love you
I'll do anything for you
Please say you'll be mine
Oh Lord, won't you tell me why
I love that fella so
He doesn't want me
But I'll never, never, never, never let him go
Sincerely, oh you know how I love you
I'll do anything for you
Please say you'll be mine
Please say you'll be mine
(Gene Kelly)
Believed to be the Original Verse – Broadway Melody of 1929, MGM, 1929.
Why am I smiling and why do I sing?
Why does December seem sunny as spring?
Why do I get up each morning and start,
Happy and head up with joy in my heart?
Why is each new task a trifle to do?
Because I am living a life full of you.
I’m Singing…
Garland Verse – Little Nellie Kelly, MGM, 1940.
[Spoken]
Have you ever suffered that horrible thing,
Of having your hostess ask you to sing?
And just because you are so polite,
You mutter through your teeth, “Alright.”
Then suddenly a deathly gloom,
Descends upon the entire room.
And the whispering gallery starts to ring,
With, “Hold your hats, she's gonna sing.”
Well,
[Sung]
Here I am with great regret,
An innocent victim of etiquette.
I'm going to sing, but not for long,
And though its old, its a lovely song.
I’m Singing…
Actual Song
I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
'Cause the sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I'll walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
'Cause I'm singing
Just singing in the rain.
I N T E R L U D E
I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
'Cause the sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I'll walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
'Cause I'm singing
Just singing in the rain.
Irving Berlin 1954
Sisters, sisters,
There were never such devoted sisters.
Never had to have a chaperone, no sir,
I'm there to keep my eye on her.
Caring, sharing
Every little thing that we are wearing.
When a certain gentleman arrived from
She wore the dress and I stayed home.
All kinds of weather, we stick together
The same in the rain or sun.
Two different faces but in tight places
We think and we act as one. Uh-huh.
Those who've seen us,
Know that not a thing could come between us.
Many men have tried to split us up
But no one can.
Lord help the mister
Who comes between me and my sister,
And Lord help the sister
That comes between me and my man.
Sit Down You're Rockin' the Boat
N: Nicely-Nicely
E: Ensemble
NE: Nicely and Ensemble
N: I dreamed last night I got the boat to heaven
And by some chance I had brought my dice along
and there I stood, and I hollered
Someone fade me
but the passengers they knew right from wrong...
For the people all said sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat
E: People all said sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat
N: And the devil will drag you under,
By the sharp lapel of your checkered coat
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
NE: sit down you're rocking the boat.
N: I sailed (E: Ooo..) away on that little boat to heaven
And by some chance founda bottle in my fist,
And there I stood,
Nicely passin' out the whiskey
But the passengers were bound to resist...
For the people all said beware
E: People all said beware - beware
N: you're on a heavenly trip
People all said beware
E: People all said beware
N: beware you'll scuttle the ship
And the devil will drag you under
By the fancy tie 'round your wicked throat
sit down
NE: sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat
N: And as (E: Ooo...) I laughed at those passengers to heaven
A great big wave came and washed me overboard
And as I sank, and I hollered:
Someone save me
That's the moment I woke up thank the Lord...
E: Thank the Lord, thank the Lord
N: And I said to myself sit down,
E: Said to himself sit down - sit down
N: sit down you're rocking the boat
Said to myself sit down,
E: said to himself sit down
N: sit down you're rocking the boat
And the devil will drag you under
E: And the devil will drag you under
N: With a soul so heavy you'd never float,
sit down
NE: sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat
Sit down, you're rockin', sit down, sit down,
Sit down you're rockin' the boat
Sit down, you're rockin', sit down, sit down,
Sit down you're rockin' the boat
Sit down you're rockin' the boat
Happy birthday...
Happy birthday, baby!
Oh, I love you so!
Sixteen candles
Make a lovely light,
But not as bright
As your eyes tonight.
Blow out the candles
And make a wish come true,
For I'll be wishing
That you loved me too
You wait, little girl, on an empty stage,
For fate to turn the light on.
Your life, little girl, is an empty page
That men will want to write on
To write on.........
You are sixteen going on seventeen
Baby, it's time to think
Better beware, be canny and careful
Baby, you're on the brink
You are sixteen going on seventeen
Fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads and roues and cads
Offer you food and wine
Totally unprepared are you to face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things beyond your ken
You'll need someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do,
I am seventeen going on eighteen
I'll take care of you!
I am sixteen going seventeen
I know that I'm naive
Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet
And willingly I believe
I am sixteen going seventeen
Innocent as a rose
Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies
What do I know of those?
Totally unprepared am I to face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared am I
Of things beyond my ken
I need someone older and wiser
Telling me what to do,
You are seventeen going on eighteen
I'll depend on you!
Jimmy Wakely & Margaret Whiting
-Words and Music by Floyd Tillman
-Source: "Jimmy Wakely Vintage Collections" - Capitol 7243-8-36591-2-8
-Notes: Recorded
Seems we always have to slip around
To be together, Dear
Slipping around
Afraid we might be found
I know I can't forget you
And I've gotta have you near
But we just have to
Slip around and live in constant fear
Oh, you're tied up with someone else
And I am all tied up, too
I know I've made mistakes, Dear
But I'm so in love with you
I hope some day I'll find a way
To bring you back to me
And I won't have to slip around
To have your company
<instrumental interlude>
Oh, you're tied up with someone else
And I'm all tied up, too
I know I've made mistakes, Dear
But I'm so in love with you
I hope some day I'll find a way
To bring you back to me
And I won't have to slip around
And I won't have to slip around
To have your company
The Beach Boys (traditional
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well I feel so broke up
I want to go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the Cap'n's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
(Hoist up the John B's sail)
Hoist up the John B
I feel so broke up I wanna go home
Let me go home
The poor cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home
This is the worst trip I've ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
(Slow poke, slow poke, I'm a silly old slow poke)
You keep me waitin' till it's gettin' aggravatin',
You're a slow poke
You wait and worry but I never seem to hurry,
I'm a slow poke
Time means nothin' to you,
I wait (you wait) and then
Late again,
Why should I linger every time you snap your finger, little slow poke?
Why can't I hasten when I see the time's a-wastin'? I'm a slow poke, dear
Why should I keep tryin' to change you? It's not the thing to do
Here's the thing to do-I guess you'll have to learn to be a slow poke, too (slow
poke, too)
(Slow poke, slow poke, I'm a silly old slow poke)
We keep on waitin' till it's gettin' aggravatin', what a slow poke
We wait and worry but there's never any hurry, what a slow poke
Time means nothin', you see, we wait and then
Late again,
Why should I linger every time you snap your finger, little slow poke? (slow poke)
Why can't you hasten when you see the time's a-wastin'? You're a slow poke, dear
Why do you keep tryin' to change me?
It's not the thing to do
Then I guess I'll have to learn to be a silly old slow poke, too
Slow poke, slow poke, you're a silly old slow poke
Slow poke, slow poke, I'm a silly old slow poke
Slow poke!!
I don’t wanna talk Small Talk
Now that I’m alone with you.
I don’t wanna talk Small Talk
We’ve got bigger things to do.
Let’s not talk of the weather
Or the fashions of the fall.
Why don’t you stop all this small talk?
I’ve got something better, for your lips to do
And that takes no talk at all!
There are smiles, that make us happy
There are smiles, that make us blue
There are smiles, that steal away the teardrops
Like the Sunbeams steal away the dew
There are smiles, that have a tender meaning
That the eyes of love alone can see
But the smiles, that fill my life with sunshine
Are the smiles that you gave to...
But the smiles, that fill my life with sunshine
Are the smiles that you gave to me!
The Platters
They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course replied 0
Something here inside
Cannot be denied
They said someday you'll find
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
you must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
So I chaffed them and I gayly laughed
To think they could doubt my love
Yet today my love has flown away
I am without my love
Now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
So I smile and say
When a lovely flame dies
Smoke gets in your eyes
Smoke gets in your eyes
You'd be so easy to love
So easy to idolize
All others above
So worth the yearning for
So swell to keep every home fire burning for
We'd be so grand at the game
So carefree together it does seem a shame
That you can't see a future with me
'Cause you'd be oh so easy to love
So In Love
(3) Cole Porter/C. Albert P. Kiss Me Kate 1948
Strange dear, but true dear,
When I'm close to you, dear,
The stars fill the sky,
So in love with you am I.
Even without you,
My arms fold about you,
You know darling why,
So in love with you am I.
In love with the night mysterious,
The night when you first were there,
In love with my joy delirious,
When I knew that you could care,
So taunt me, and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours, till I die.....
So in love.... So in love....
So in love with you, my love... am I....
Rodgers/Hammerstein
I wonder what hell think of me
I guess hell call me the "old man"
I guess hell think I can lick
Evry other fellers father Well, I can!
I bet that hell turn out to be
The spittin image of his dad
But hell have more common sense
Than his puddin-headed father ever had
And dive through a wave
When we go in the mornins for our swim
His mother can teach him
The way to behave
But she wont make a sissy out o him
Not him! not my boy! not bill!
Bill. I will see that he is named after me, I will.
Chorus
My boy, bill! hell be tall
And tough as a tree, will bill!
Like a tree hell grow with his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you wont see nobody dare to try
To boss or toss him around!
No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bullyll toss him around
I dont give a damn what he does
As long as he does what he likes!
He can sit on his tail Or work on a rail
With a hammer, hammering spikes!
He can ferry a boat on a river
Or peddle a pack on his back
Or work up and down The streets of a town
With a whip and a horse and a hack
He can haul a scow along a canal
Run a cow around a corral
Or maybe bark for a carousel
Of course it takes talent to do that well
He might be a champ of theheavyweights
Or a feller that sells you glue
Or president of the
Thatd be all right, too
His mother would like that
But he wouldnt be president unless he wanted to be Not bill!
Repeat Chorus
No fat-bottomed, flabby-faced, pot-bellied,
baggy-eyed bastardll boss Him around
And
A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water
Wholl give him a peck
And call it a kiss
And look in his eyes through a lorgnet
Say, why am I talkin on like this?
My kid aint even been born, yet!
I can see him when hes seventeen or so
And startin to go with a girl
I can give him lots of pointers, very sound
On the way to get round any girl
I can tell him ...
Wait a minute!
Could it be?
What the hell!
What if he is a girl?
What would I do with her?
What could I do for her?
A bum with no money!
You can have fun with a son
But you got to be a father to a girl
She mighnt be so bad at that
A kid with ribbons in her hair!
A kind o neat and petite
Little tin-type of her mother What a pair!
I can just hear myself bragging about her!
My little gir Pink and white
As peaches and cream is she
My little gir Is half again as bright
As girls are meant to be!
Dozens of boys pursue her
Many a likely lad does what he can to woo her
>from her faithful dad
She has a few
Pink and white young fellers of two and three
But my little girl
Gets hungry evry night and she come home to me!
My little girl, my little girl!
I got to get ready before she comes!
I got to make certain that she
Wont be dragged up in slums
With a lot o bums like me
Shes got to be sheltered
And be dressed in the best money can buy!
I never knew how to get money
But, Ill try, by god!
Ill go out and make it or steal it
Or take it or die!
Somebody Else Is Taking My Place
Howard - Ellsworth - Morgan
Somebody else is taking my place,
Somebody else now shares your embrace,
While I am trying,
To keep from crying,
You go around with a smile on your face
Little you care for vows that you made,
Little you care how much I have paid,
My heart is aching,
My heart is breaking,
For somebody's taking my place
Little you care for vows that you made,
Little you care how much I have paid,
My heart is aching,
My heart is breaking,
For somebody's taking my place.
Gershwin
Somebody loves me,
I wonder who,
I wonder who he can be;
Somebody loves me
I wish I knew,
Who can he be
Worries me.
For every guy that passes by
I shout, hey maybe,
You were meant to be
My Loving baby;
Somebody loves me,
I wonder who,
Maybe it's you.
(1) Frank Loesser (Most Happy Fellow)
Somebody somewhere
Wants me and needs me
That's very wonderful, to know!
Somebody lonely,
Wants me to care
Wants me of all people,
To notice him there!
Well, I want to be wanted,
Need to be needed,
And, I'll admit I'm all, aglow!
Somebody somewhere
Wants me and needs me.
Wants lonely me
To smile and say "hello"
Somebody somewhere
Wants me and needs me
And that's very wonderful to know!
( Somebody somewhere,
wants me and needs me . . . )
. . . wants lonely me
to smile and say "hello"
Somebody somewhere
wants me and needs me
and that's very wonderful
to know!
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
Some enchanted evening,
You may see a stranger
You may see a stranger
Across a crowded room,
An' somehow you know,
You know even then,
That somewhere you'll
See her again and again!
Some enchanted evening,
Someone may be laughing
You may hear her laughing
Across a crowded room,
An' night after night
As strange as it seems
The sound of her laughter
Will sing in your dreams!
Who can explain it,
Who can tell you why,
Fools give you reasons,
Wise men never try!
Some enchanted evening,
When you find your true love
When you hear her call you
Across a crowded room,
Then fly to her side
And make her your own
Or all thru your life
You may dream all alone!
Once you have found her,
Never let her go!
Once you have found her,
Never let her go!
(1) Gershwin
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
Guys think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
They Can't Take That Away from Me
Gershwin
There are many many crazy things
That will keep me loving you
And with your permission
May I list a few
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can't take that away from me
The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can't take that away from me
We may never, never meet again,
On that bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced ‘till three
The way you changed my life
No, no they can't take that away from me
Repeat all
No they can't take that away
No they can't take that away from me
Gershwin
Somebody loves me,
I wonder who,
I wonder who he can be;
Somebody loves me
I wish I knew,
Who can he be
Worries me.
For every guy that passes by
I shout, hey maybe,
You were meant to be
My Loving baby;
Somebody loves me,
I wonder who,
Maybe it's you.
Gershwin
Embrace me,
My sweet embraceable you.
Embrace me,
You irreplaceable you.
Just one look at you - my heart grew tipsy in me;
You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me.
I love all
The many charms about you;
Above all
I want my arms about you.
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa - come to papa - do !
My sweet embraceable you.
Johnny Mercer
When an irresistable force such as you
Meets an old immovable object like me,
You can bet, as sure as you live,
Something’s gotta give,
Something’s gotta give,
Something’s gotta give,
When an irrepressible smile such as yours
Warms an old implacable heart such as mine,
Don’t say no, because I insist,
Somewhere, somehow, someone’s gotta be kissed,
So, en garde`, who knows what the fates have in store,
From their vast mysterious sky?
I’ll try hard, ignorin’ those lips I adore,
But, how long can anyone try?
Fight, fight, fight, fight it with all of your might,
Chances are some heavenly star-spangled night,
You’ll find out as sure as you live,
Something’s gotta give,
Something’s gotta give,
Something’s gotta give
Robbie Williams
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance
You won't be leaving with me
Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you
I can see it in your eyes
That you despise the same old lines
You heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you
For me it's true
And never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever
lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening
gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you
I love you...
Intro:
This is a man who thinks with his heart
And his heart isn't always right
This is a man who stumbles and falls
But this is a man who tries
This is a man you forgive and forgive
And love and protect as long as you live
He will not always say
What you would have him say
But now and then he'll say
Something wonderful.
The thoughtless things he'll do
Will hurt you and worry you
Then all at once, he'll do
Something wonderful.
He has a thousand dreams
That won't come true
You know that he believes in them
And that's enough for you.
You'll always go along
Defend him when he's wrong
And tell him when he's strong
He is wonderful
He'll always need your love
And so he'll get your love.
A man who needs your love
Can be wonderful.
Somewhere There's a place for us
(1) Music: Leonard Bernstein Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Someday a time for us.
Time together with time to spare,
Time to learn, time to care.
Someday, somewhere
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving,
Somewhere.
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there,
Somehow, someday, somewhere.
Someday, somewhere
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving,
Somewhere.
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there,
Somehow, someday, somewhere.
Lyrics: Tome Jones Music: Harvey Schmidt
Hear how the wind begins to whisper
See how the leaves go streaming by
Smell how the velvet rain is falling
Out where the fields are warm and dry
Now is the time to run inside and stay
Now is the time to find a hide-away
Where we can stay...
Soon it's gonna rain, I can see it.
Soon it's gonna rain, I can tell.
Soon it's gonna rain, What are we gonna do?
Soon it's gonna rain, I can feel it
Soon it's gonna rain, I can tell
Soon it's gonna rain, What'll we do with you?
Repeat From Here
We'll find four limbs of a tree
We’ll build four walls and a floor
We'll bind them over with leaves
And run inside to stay
Then we'll let it rain; we'll not feel it
Then we'll let it rain, rain pell-mell
And we'll not complain, if it never stops at all
We'll live and love within our own four wall
Repeat above then sing below
Happily we'll live and love with no cares at all
Happily we'll live and love within our castle walls
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
The hills are alive,
With the sound of music
With songs they have sung
For a thousand years
The hills fill my heart,
With the sound of music
My heart wants to sing
Every song it hears
My heart wants to beat
Like the wings of the birds
That rises from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh
Like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook
When it trips and falls
Over stones on its way
To sing through the night
Like a lark
Who is learning to pray
I go to the hills
When my heart is lonely
I know I will hear
What I've heard before
My heart will be blessed,
With the sound of music
And I'll sing once more
Edelweiss, Edelweiss,
Every morning you greet me,
Small and White,
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me..
Blossoms of snow may you bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever
Kennedy and Carr
South of the border
Down
That's where I fell in love
When stars above
Came out to play
And now as I wander
My thoughts ever stray
South of the border
Down
She was a picture
In old Spanish lace
Just for a tender while
I kissed the smile
Upon her face
For it was fiesta
And we were so gay
South of the border
Down
Then she sighed
And she whispered Mañana
Never dreaming
That we were parting
And I lied
As I whispered Mañana
For our tomorrow never came
South of the border
I rode back one day
There in a veil of white
By candlelight
She knelt to pray
The mission bells told me
That I mustn't stay
South of the border
Down
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!
Lyrics by:
Music by: Kurt Weill
Arranged by: Axel Stordhal
From the Film: One Touch of Venus (1948)
Label:
Recorded:
Speak low when you speak, love
Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon
Speak low when you speak, love
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,
We're swept apart, too soon
Speak low, darling, speak low
Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go that tomorrow is
near, tomorrow is here and always too soon
Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief
We're late, darling, we're late
The curtain descends,
Ev'rything ends too soon, too soon
I wait, darling, I wait
Will you speak low to me,
Speak love to me and soon
(I'll Build A) Stairway to
Music : George Gershwin Lyrics : Ira Gershwin
From : For Goodness Sake, 1922
Verse
All you preachers
Who delight in panning the dancing teachers,
Let me tell you there are a lot of features
0f the dance that carry you through
The Gates of Heaven.
It's madness
To be always sitting around in sadness,
When you could be learning the Steps of Gladness.
(You'll be happy when you can do
Just six or seven.)
Begin today. You'll find it nice:
The quickest way to
When you practice,
Here's the thing to do -
Refrain
I'll build a Stairway to
With a new Step ev'ry day.
I'm going to get there at any price;
Stand aside, I'm on my way!
I got the blues,
And up above it's so fair;
Shoes,
Go on and carry me there!
I'll build a Stairway to
With a new Step ev'ry day.
In Lyrics On Several Occasions, changed to :
Here's the thing to know -
Frank Loesser
Standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls go by
Standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls go by
Brother you don't know a nicer occupation
Matter of fact, neither do I
Than standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls
Watching all the girls,
Watching all the girls go by
I'm the cat that got the cream
Haven't got a girl but I can dream
Haven't got a girl but I can wish
So take me down on
And that's where I select my imaginary dish
Standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls go by
Standing on the corner,
Giving all the girls the eye
Brother if you've got a rich imagination
Give it a whirl, give it a try
Try standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls
Watching all the girls,
Watching all the girls go by
Saturday and I'm so broke
Couldn't buy a girl a nickel coke
Still I'm living like a millionaire
When I take me down on
And I revue the harem parading for me there
Standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls go by
Standing on the corner,
Underneath the springtime sky
Brother you can't go to jail
For what you're thinking
Or for the "oooh" look in your eye
You're only standing on the corner,
Watching all the girls
Watching all the girls,
Watching all the girls go by
Stars Are the Windows of Heaven
by Tommy Malie & Jimmy Steiger (1926)
Recorded by the Andrews Sisters with Guy Lombardo & his Royal Canadians on Decca Records (1950)
Stars are the windows of heaven,
Where angels peep thru,
Up in the sky they keep an eye,
On kids like me and you.
They cry each time we are naughty,
Their teardrops are the rain,
But when we’re good they are smiling,
And they shine again,
My mom says, “Stars are the windows of heaven,
Where angels peep thru.”
Hoagy
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust
Of yesterday
The music
Of the years
Gone by
Chorus:
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you.
When our love was new,
And each kiss an inspiration.
But that was long ago, and now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song.
Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
Of paradise were roses grew.
Though I dream in vain, in my heart you will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain.
Bob Fosse The Pajama Game Soundtrack
Yeahh....
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
But I need your love to keep away the cold.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
But i can't get warm without your hand to hold.
The radiators hissin still I need your kissin to keep me from freezing each nite.
I've got a hot water bottle, but nothing i've got'll take the place of you holdin me tight.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat.
But i need your love to keep away the cold.
:::Instrumental:::
They told me to throw some more coal in the boiler.
They told me to throw some more coal in the boiler.
They told me to throw some more coal in the boiler.
But that don't do no good.
They told me to pour some more oil in the burner.
They told me to pour some more oil in the burner.
They told me to pour some more oil in the burner.
But that don't do no good.
Coal in the boiler. No good. Oil in the burner. No good. Cold? NO! Hot?
YES! sssssss yes yes yes come on union get hot!!
:::Clapping:::
BOINK BOINK!! BOINK BOINK!! BOINK BOINK!!
:::Instrumental:::
I need your love to keep away the cold. i need you looove to keep awayyyy the colddd....fsss YEA!!
Steppin’ out with my baby
Can’t go wrong cause I’m in right
It’s for sure, don’t mean maybe
I’m all dressed up tonight
Steppin’ out with my honey
Can’t be bad to feel so good
Never felt quite so sunny
I keep on knockin’ wood
REFRAIN:
There’ll be smooth sailing
‘cause I’m trimming my sails
In my top hat and my white tie
and my tails
Steppin’ out with my baby
Can’t go wrong cause I’m in right
Ask me when the big day may be,
The big day may be tonight
Steppin’ out --- with my baby tonight!
Kaempfert/Singleton/Snyder
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wond'ring in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through.
Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something in you smile was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.
Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -
Ever since that night we've been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.
by Barbra Streisand
(O.Hammerstein II & S.Romberg)
You have dreams, if you act
They will come true
To turn your dreams to a fact,
It' s up to you!
If you have the soul and the spirit
Never fear it, you'll see it through
Hearts can inspire other hearts, with their fire
For the strong obey
When a strong man shows them the way
Give me some men
Who are stout-hearted men
Who will fight for the right they adore
Start me with ten,
Who are stout-hearted men
And I'll soon give you ten thousand more
Shoulder to shoulder
And bolder and bolder
They grow as they go to the fore!
Then there's nothing in the world
Can halt or mar a plan
When stout-hearted men
Can stick together man to man
When stout-hearted men
Can stick together man to man...
(1) Lyric by Eddie De Lange; Music by Jerry Gray
Copyright 1942 Mutual Music Society, Inc.
Baby here's a five-and-dime
Baby now's about the time
For a string of pearls a-la Woolworth.
Just like Gertie Vanderbilt
I/You can give my/your nose a tilt
As I/you pass the Plaza and Astor
'Til that happy day in spring
When you/I buy the wedding ring
Please a string of pearls a-la Woolworth.
Johnny Mercer Note: popular circa 1940-41. Andrews Sisters
There's a burlesque theater where the boys like to go
To see Queenie, the cutie of the burlesque show
And the thrill of the evening is when out Queenie trips
And the band plays the polka while she strips.
"Take it off! Take it off!"
All the customers shout,
"Down in front! Down in front!"
While the band beats it out;
But she's always a lady, even in pantomime
And she stops...and always just in time.
She's as fresh and as wholesome as the flowers of May
And she hopes to retire to a farm some day,
But you can't buy a farm unless you're up in the chips
So the band plays the polka while she strips.
Queenie, some day you'll fall.
Some day, wedding bells will chime
In strip polka time.
Well, she hates corny waltzes and she hates the gavotte
But the greatest advantage when the music's hot:
There's a fast-moving exit in case something r-r-rips
So the band plays the polka while she strips.
"Take it off! Take it off!"
Cries a voice from the rear,
"Take it off! Take it off!"
Soon that's all you can hear;
But she's always a lady, even in pantomime
And she stops...and always just in time.
(1) Sammy Cahn/Jimmy Van Heusen (b. Edward
(Bing Crosby) [Dean Martin] <Frank with both>
Some people dress 'cause they dress when they dress,
But he gets dressed to get dressed.
(It's only a hunch but I bet you a bunch
(He wears suspenders, a belt and a vest,
[From the tip of his toes to his head,]
[He looks like an unmade bed.]
You've either got or you haven't.
If you got it, you stand out a mile.
A flower's not a flower if it's wilted,
A hat's not a hat till it's tilted.
You either got or you haven't got class.
How it draws the applause of the masses.
When you wear lapels like a swell, isn't that swell,
You can pass any mirror and smile,
You either got, or you haven't got,
Got or you haven't got,
Got or you haven't got style.
You've either got or you haven't got style,
If you got it, it stands out a mile,
With mother of pearl kind of buttons,
You look like the Astors and Huttons.
You either got or you haven't got class,
How it draws the applause of the masses.
When you wear lapels like a swell, isn't that swell,
You can pass any mirror and smile,
You've either got, or you haven't style
Got or you haven't got style
(Style and charm seem to go arm in arm,) [seem
[A flower's not a flower] (if it's wilted,)
[A hat's not a hat till it's tilted.]
(You've either got or you haven't got style,) [got or you haven't got style,]
[If you got it, you stands out a mile,] if you got it, you stand out a mile
(Got it you stand out,) got it you stand out a mile.
<When you were those duds with a wild kind of studs,>
<Watch those dolls lining up single file.>
You've either got or you haven't got, (got or you haven't got,)
[Got or you haven't got,] <got or you haven't got,>
<Got or you haven't got style.>
Come on , get some clothes on, we're gonna be late for breakfast
The summer wind, came blowin' in - from across the sea
It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me
All summer long, we sang a song - and strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights - went flyin' by
The world was new, beneath a blue - umbrella sky
Then softer than, a piper man - one day it called to you
And I lost you, to the summer wind
The autumn wind, and the winter wind - have come and gone
And still the days, those lonely days - go on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies - through nights that never end
My fickle friend, the summer wind
To sweathearts and the summer wind
Now that we're going to be married,
I'll keep imagining things,
Things that can happen to people
When they are wearing gold rings:
Being together each morning,
Sharing our coffee and toast--
That's only one of the pictures.
Here's what I picture most:
Sunday
Sweet Sunday,
With nothing to do,
Lazy
And lovely,
My one day with you,
Hazy
And happy,
We'll drift through the day.
Dreaming the hours away.
While all the funny papers lie
Or fly around the place,
I will try my kisses on your funny face.
Dozing,
Then Waking
On Sunday, you'll see
Only me!
(1) Belle/Prima/Leonard/Rhodes
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight.
I want a Sunday kind of love
I want a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find somebody to care.
I'm on a lonely road that leads me nowhere
I need a Sunday kind of love.
I do my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Ev'ry minute, ev'ry hour, ev'ry day.
I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way.
My arms need someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays are cold
A love for all my life to have and to hold.
I want a Sunday kind of love.
Reba McEntire
I want a Sunday, kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
And I want to know
It's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday kind of love
I want a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere
I want a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, everyday
And I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
That will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Monday's
And Tuesday's grow cold
and I need a love for all my life to have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love oh o yeah
I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday
A Wednesday or a Thursday
A Friday or Saturday I don't want nothing baby
I want a Sunday kind of love
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day
They look so natural together
Just like two newlyweds should be
Is there a canopy in store for me?
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
(1)
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match,
Find me a find, catch me a catch,
Matchmaker matchmaker
Look through your book
And make me a perfect match
Matchmaker matchmaker, I'll bring the veil,
You bring the groom, slender and pale.
Bring me a ring
For I'm longing to be the envy of all I see
For papa make him a scholar
For mama make him rich as a king
For me well I wouldn't holler if he were as handsome as anything
Matchmaker matchmaker make me a match
Find me a find catch me a catch
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So find me a match of my own
Matchmaker matchmaker you know that I'm
still very young
Please take your time
Up to this minute I've misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good
Dear Yente see that he's gentle remember you were also a bride
It's not that I'm sentimental
It's just that I'm terified
Matchmaker matchmaker plan me no plans
I'm in no rush maybe I've learned
Playing with matches a girl can get burned
So bring me no ring, groom me no groom
Find me no find catch me no catch
Unless he's a matchless match!
How can I hope to make you understand?
Why I do what I do?
Why I must travel to a distant land,
Far from the home I love.
Once I was happily content to be
As I was where I was
Close to the people who are close to me
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man would come?
Who would change the shape of my dreams?
Helpless now I stand with him
Watching older dreams grow dim
Oh what a melancholy choice this is
Wanting home, wanting him
Closing my heart to every hope but his
Leaving the home I love
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go
Who could imagine I'd be wandering so
Far from the home I love
Yet there with my love I'm home.
Well, sugar in the morning,
Sugar in the ev'ning,
Sugar at supper time.
Be my little sugar,
And love me all the time.
Honey in the morning
Honey in the evening,
Honey at supper time.
Be my little honey,
And love me all the time.
Put your arms around me
And swear by stars above
You'll be mine forever
In a heaven of love.
Sugar in the morning
Sugar in the evening,
Sugar at supper time
Be my little sugar,
And love me all the time.
Repeat, then close
My sugar time is any t-i-m-e
That you are near
'Cause you're so d-e-a-r.
So don't you roam,
Just be my honeycomb.
Surry
With The Fringe On Top, The
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Richard Rodgers
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters.
Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown,
The dashboard's genuine leather,
With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down,
In case there's a change in the weather.
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin',
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd keer to swap
Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
All the world'll fly in a flurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
When we hit that road, hell fer leather,
Cats and dogs'll dance in the heather,
Birds and frogs'll sing all together and the toads will hop!
The wind'll whistle as we rattle along,
The cows'll moo in the clover,
The river will ripple out a whispered song,
And whisper it over and over:
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever and ud never stop
In that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
(1) Music: George Gershwin Lyics Irving Ceasar
1919 Rhapsody in Blus
I've been away from you a long time
I never thought I'd miss you so
Somehow I feel, your love is real,
Near you I long to be!
The birds are singing, it is song time
The banjos strummin' soft and low
I know that you
Yearn for me too;
Swanee, you're calling me!
Swanee!
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee!
Repeat from here
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I-E
Even now my Mammy's waiting for me,
Praying for me
Down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to the
Swanee! Swanee!
I’m coming back to Swanee!
Mammy, Mammy
I love the old folks at home
I love you Swanee!
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee!
The folks up north
Will see me no more
When I get to that
Ben Samburg a/k/a Benny Bell
There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a . . . .
Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs,
And told her that she had such beautiful . . . .
Manners that suited a girl of her charms,
A girl that he wanted to take in his . . . .
Washing and ironing and then, if she did,
They could get married and raise lots of . . . .
Chorus:
Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses,
Covered all over from head to toe,
Covered all over with sweet violets.
The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she called her father and he called a . . . .
Taxi and got there before very long,
'Cause someone was doing his little girl . . . .
Right for a change and so that's why he said,
"If you marry her, son, you're better off . . . .
Single 'cause it's always been my belief,
Marriage will bring a man nothing but . . .
To Chorus:
The farmer decided he'd wed any way,
And started in planning for his wedding . . . .
Suit, which he purchased for only one buck,
But then he found out he was just out of . . . .
Money and so he got left in the lurch,
Standing and waiting in front of the . . . .
End of this story which just goes to show,
All a girl wants from a man is his . . .
To Chorus:
Johnny Burke and Jimmy Van Heusen
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny - and his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a - stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig
A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He ain't got no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy - and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish
A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook
He can’t write his name or read a book
And to fool the people is his only thought
Though he slippery - he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
And all the monkeys aren't in a zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swinging on a star
He:
Life has just begun.
Jack has found his Jill.
Don't know what you've done
But I'm all a-thrill.
How can words express your divine appeal?
You can never guess all the love I feel.
From now on lady I insist
For me no other girls exist.
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous --
You should care for me!
'S awful nice! 'S
'S where I love to be!
You've made my life so glamorous,
You can't blame me for feeling amorous,
Oh, 's wonderful! 'S marvelous --
That you should care for me!
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous --
You should care for me!
She:
Don't mind telling you
In my humble fash'
That you thrill me with a tender pash'.
When you said you cared
'Magine my emosh.
I swore then and there permanent devosh'.
You made all the other boys seem blah.
Just you along filled me with a-ha.
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous --
You should care for me!
'S awful nice! 'S
'S where I love to be!
My dear, it's four leaved clover time,
From now on my heart's working overtime,
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous --
That you should care for...
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous
You should care for me!
'S awful nice! 'S
'S where I love to be!
You've made my life so glamorous,
You can't blame me for feeling amorous,
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous
That you should care for me!
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous
You should care for me!
'S awful nice! 'S
'S where I love to be!
My dear, it's four leaf clover time,
From now on my heart's working overtime,
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous
That you should care for
That you should care for
That you should care for me
Frank Loesser (Guys and Dolls)
He bought me the fur thing five winters ago,
And the gown the following fall,
Then the necklace, the hat and the shoes,
That was late '48, I recall.
Then last night in his apartment,
He tried to remove them all,
And I said as I ran down the hall:
Take back your mink,
Take back your pearls,
What made you think that I was one of those girls?
Take back the gown,
The shoes and the hat,
I may be down, but I'm not flat as all that.
I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged was a token of your esteem,
When I think of what you want in exchange,
It all seems a horrible dream (eek).
So, take back your mink,
To from whence it came,
And tell them to Hollanderize it for some other dame!
Hot Box Girls:
Take back your mink,
Take back your pearls,
What made you think that I was one of those girls?
I'm screaming:
Take back the gown
Take back the hat,
I may be down, but I'm not flat as all that.
I thought that each expensive gift you'd arranged was a token of your esteem,
When I think of what you want in exchange,
It all seems a horrible dream, ah!
Take back your mink,
Those old worn out pelts,
And go shorten the sleeves for somebody else!
From Pal Joey 1940
Lyrics Lorenz Hart, music Richard Rodgers
He was a cutie - I admit I used to care.
but it's my duty to myself to take the air.
I won't prevent you from eloping if you wish
may I present you with this tasty dish
Refrain 1
Take him, you don't have to pay for him
Take him, it's free
Take him, I won't make a play for him
he's not for me.
He has no head to think with
true that hi heart is asleep.
But he has eyes to wink with.
You can have him cheap.
Keep him and just for the lure of it
marry him too.
Keep him, for you can be sure of it
he can't keep you.
So take my old jalopy
Keep him from falling apart.
Take him, but don't ever take him to heart.
Thanks little mousey, for the present and all that
but in this housy, I would rather keep a rat
Only a wizard could reform that class of males
thay say a lizard can not change his scales.
Refrain 2
Take him, I won't put a price on him
Take him, he's yours
Take him, pajamas look nice on him.
But how he snores!
Thought he is well adjusted
Certan things make him a wreck.
Last year his arm was busted
Reaching from a check.
His thoughts are seldom consecutive
he just can't write.
I know a movie executive
who's twice as bright,
Lots of good luck, you'll need it
and you'll need aspirin, too
Take him, but don't ever lat him take you.
Refrain 3
I hope that things will go well with him;
I bear no hate.
All i can say is the hell with him
he gets the gate.
So take my benedition,
Take my old benedict, too
Take him away, it's too good to be true.
Jack Norworth
Take me out to the ballgame,
Take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks,
I don't care if I ever get back.
Cause it's root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes you're out,
At the old ballgame.
The Four Aces
I can't show my face, can't go any place
People stop and stare, it's so hard to bear
Everybody knows you left me
It's the talk of the town
Every time we meet my heart skips a beat
We don't stop to speak though it's just a week
Everybody knows you left me
It's the talk of the town
We sent out invitations to friends and relations
Announcing our wedding day
Friends and our relations gave congratulations
How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up, sweetheart, we can't stay apart
Don't let foolish pride keep you from my side
How can love like ours be ending?
It's the talk of the town
We sent out invitations to friends and relations
Announcing our wedding day
Friends and our relations gave congratulations
How can you face them? What can you say?
Let's make up, sweetheart, we can't stay apart
Don't let foolish pride keep you from my side
How can love like ours be ending?
It's the talk
The talk of the town
Ray Evans - Jay Livingston
Song by Debbie Reynolds
I hear the cottonwoods
Whispering above
Tammy! Tammy!
Tammy's in love!
The ole hootie owl
Hootie-hoo's to the dove
Tammy! Tammy!
Tammy's in love!
Does my darling feel
What I feel
When he comes near?
My heart beats so joyfully
You'd think that he could hear!
Wish I knew
If he knew
What I'm dreaming of!
Tammy! Tammy!
Tammy's in love!
Whippoorwill,
Whippoorwill,
You and I know
Tammy! Tammy!
Can't let him go!
The breeze from the bayou
Keeps murmuring low
Tammy! Tammy!
You love him so!
When the night is warm,
Soft and warm
I long for his charms!
I'd sing like a violin
If I were in his arms
Wish I knew
If he knew
What I'm dreaming of!
Tammy, Tammy,
Tammy's in love!
Teach Me Tonight
Sammy Cahn
Did you say I’ve got a lot to learn
Well, don’t think I’m trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Starting with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it,
Teach me tonight
The sky’s a blackboard high above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I’ll use that star to write “I love you”
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn’t very clear my love
Teachers shouldn’t stand so near, my love
Graduation’s almost here my love
Teach me tonight
I’ve played loves scenes in a flick or two
And I’ve also met a chick or two
But I still can learn a trick or two
Teach me tonight
I who thought I knew the score of it
Kind of think I should know much more of it
Off the wall, the bed, the floor of it
Teach me tonight
The midnight hours come slowly creeping
When there’s no one there but you
There must be more to life than sleeping
Single in a bed for two
What I need most is postgraduate
What I feel’s hard to articulate
If you want me to matriculate
Teach me tonight
What do you get for lessons?
Teach me, come on and teach me
Teach me tonight
Words: Irving Caesar. Music: Vincent Youmans.
1924
Picture you upon my knee,
Just tea for two and two for tea,
Just me for you and you for me alone.
Nobody near us to see us or hear us,
No friends or relations on weekend vacations.
We won't have it known, dear,
That we own a telephone, dear;
Day will break and you'll awake
And start to bake a sugar cake,
For me to take for all the boys to see.
We will raise a family,
A boy for you, a girl for me.
Oh, can't you see how happy we would be
From Simple Simon
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart; Music: Richard Rodgers (1930)
I work at the Palace Ballroom,
but, gee that Palace is cheap;
when I get back to my chilly hall room
I'm much to tired to sleep.
I'm one of those lady teachers,
a beautiful hostess, you know,
the kind the Palace features
for only a dime a throw.
Ten cents a dance
that's what they pay me,
gosh, how they weigh me down!
Ten cents a dance
pansies and rough guys
tough guys who tear my gown!
Loudly the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you need is a ticket
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.
Fighters and sailors and bowlegged tailors
can pay for their ticket and rent me!
Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbors
are sweethearts my good luck has send me.
Though I've a chorus of elderly beaux ,
stockings are porous with hole at the toes.
I'm here till closing time.
Dance and be merry, it's only a dime.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you need is a ticket
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.
cahn/van heusen
You see a pair of laughing eyes
And suddenly your sighing sighs
You're thinking nothing's wrong
You string along, boy, then snap!
Those eyes, those sighs,
They're part of the tender trap
You're hand in hand beneath the trees
And soon there's music in the breeze
You're acting kind of smart,
Until your heart just goes wap!
Those trees, that breeze,
They're part of the tender trap
Some starry night,
When her kisses make you tingle
She'll hold you tight,
And you'll hate yourself for being single
And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot, that's just a dot on the map
You're hooked, you're cooked,
You're caught in the tender trap
Some starry night,
When her kisses make you tingle
She'll hold you tight,
And you'll hate yourself for being single
And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map
And then you wonder how it all came about
It's too late now there's no gettin' out
You fell in love, and love is the tender trap
From Rogers and Hammerstein’s “Cinderella”
Ten minutes ago I saw you,
I looked up when you came through the door.
My heart started reeling,
You gave me the feeling,
The room had no ceiling or floor.
Ten minutes ago I met you,
And we murmured our “how do you do’s”.
I wanted to ring out the bells
And to fling out my arms
And to sing out the news.
I have found him,
He’s an angel
With the dust of the stars in his eyes.
We are dancing, we are flying
And he’s taken me up to the skies.
In the arms of my Love I’m flying
Over mountain and meadow and glen
And I like it so well
That for all I can tell
I may never come down again.
I may never come down to earth again.
Pee Wee King - Redd Stewart
I was dancing with my darlin'
To the
When an old friend I happend to see
I introduced him to my darlin'
And while they were dancing
My friend stole my sweetheart to me
I remember the night
And the
'Cause I know just how much I have lost
Yes I lost my little darling
The night they were playing
The beautiful
Now I wonder how a dance
Like the
Could have broken
My heart so complete
Well I couldn't blame my darlin',
And who could help fallin'
In love with my darlin' so sweet
Well it must be the fault
Of the
Wish I'd known just
How much it would cost
But I didn't see it commin',
It's all over but the cryin'
Blame it all on the
Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe
Performed by Maurice Chevalier (Gigi)
Each time I see a little girl
Of five or six or seven,
I can't resist a joyous urge
To smile and say,
Thank heaven-
For little girls
For little girls get bigger everyday
Thank heaven for little girls,
They grow up in the most delightful way.
Those little eyes so helpless and appealing,
One day will flash and send you crashing
Through the ceiling.
Thank heaven for little girls,
Thank heaven for them all,
No matter where, no matter who,
Without them, what would little boys do?
Thank heaven
Thank heaven
Thank heaven for little girls.
Those little eyes so helpless and appealing,
One day will flash and send you crashing
Through the ceiling.
Thank heaven for little girls,
Thank heaven for them all,
No matter where, no matter who,
Without them, what would little boys do?
Thank heaven
Thank heaven
Thank heaven for little girls.
Haven Gillespie, Beasley Smith
Up in the mornin', out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day
Fuss with my woman, toil with my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and grey
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day
Lord above, can't you hear me pinin'?
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver linin'
Lift me up to
Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day
Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven
Let me roll around heaven
I just wanna roll around heaven
All day
Music by Ray Henderson and lyrics by Billy Rose and
Mort
Gee, but I'd give the world to see
That old gang of mine!
I can't forget that old quartet
That sang "Sweet Adeline!" ( Sweet Adeline! )
Goodbye forever, old fellas an' gals
Goodbye forever, old sweethearts an' pals
God Bless them!
Gee, but I'd give the world to see
That old gang of mine!
Goodbye forever, old fellas an' gals
Goodbye forever, old sweethearts an' pals!
God Bless them!
Gee, but I'd give the world to see
That old gang of mine!
(1)
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring, ting-a-ling-a ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing, "Vita bella."
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Just like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not Dreaming Signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old
That's amore
That's amore....That's amore...
Lucky fella...
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream...but you know you're not
Dreaming...Signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old
That's amore...(That's amore)
That's amore!!!...
Music: Arthur Schwartz; Lyric: Howard Dietz-The Band Wagon
Judy Garland
Refrain
The clown with his pants falling down
Or the dance that's a dream of romance
Or the scene where the villan is mean
That's entertainment
The lights on the lady in tights
Or the bride with a guy on the side
Or the ball where she gives him her all
That's entertainment
1st Verse
The plot can be hot - simply teaming with sex
A gay divorcee who is after her ex
It can be Oedipus Rex
Where a chap kills his father, and causes a lot of bother
The clerk who is thrown out of work
By the boss who is thrown for a loss
By the skirt who is doing him dirt
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
2nd Verse
It might be a fight like you see on a screen
A swain getting slain for the love of a queen
Some great Shakespearean scene
Where a ghost and a prince meet, and everyone ends in mincemeat
The gag may be waving the flag
That began with a Mister Cohan
Hit parade - the
The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment
Cole Porter 1948 Kiss Me Kate
Another op'nin,' another show
In Philly,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin,' an-other show.
Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it could-n't be worse.
One week, will it ev-er be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!
The o-ver-ture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's cur-tain time and away we go,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
Another op'nin,' an-other show
In Philly,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin,' an-other show.
Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin,' an-other show
Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it could-n't be worse.
One week, will it ev-er be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!
The o-ver-ture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's cur-tain time and away we go,
Another op'nin,' just an-other op'nin,'
of another show!
(George David Weiss, Joe Sherman)
If I had to choose just one day
To last my whole life through,
It would surely be that Sunday
The day that I met you.
Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills
Summer was a-comin' in but fast.
Lots of daffodils were showin' off their skills,
Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper,
"Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her."
If I had to choose one moment
To live within my heart,
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started.
Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
That way...
That Sunday...
That summer.
(Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills,
Summer was a-comin' in but fast.
Lots of daffodils were showin' off their skills,
Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper,
"Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her.")
If I had to choose one moment
To live within my heart,
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started.
Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
That way...
That Sunday...
That summer.
(If I had to choose just one day...)
I love you, there's nothing to hide
It's better than burning inside
I love you, no use to pretend
There! I've said it again
I've said it, what more can I say?
Believe me, there's no other way
I love you, I will 'til the end
There! I've said it again
I've tried to drum up
A phrase that would sum up
All that I feel for you
But what good are phrases?
The thought that amazes
Is you love me
And it's heavenly
Forgive me for wanting you so
But one thing I want you to know
I've loved you since heaven knows when
There! I've said it again
Marines
We got sunlight on the sand
We got moonlight on the sea
We got mangoes and bananas
You can pick right off a tree
We got volleyball and pingpong
And a lot of dandy games
Billis What ain't we got?
All We ain't got dames!
Marines
We get packages from home
We get movies, we get shows
We get speeches from our skipper
And advice from
We get letters doused wit' poifume
We get dizzy from the smell -
Billis What ain't we got?
All You know damn well!
Billis
We got nothing to put on a clean, white suit for
What we need is what there ain't no substitute for
All
There is nothing like a dame
Nothing in the world
There is nothing you can name
That is anything like a dame
Marines
We feel restless, we feel blue
We feel lonely and in brief
We feel every kind of feeling
But the feeling of relief
We feel hungry as the Wolf felt
When he met Red Riding Hood
All What don't we feel?
Stewpot We don't feel good!
Billis
Lots of things in life are beautiful, but brother -
There is one particular thing that is nothing whatsoever
In any way, shape or form like any other -
All
There is nothing like dame
Nothing in the world
There is nothing you can name
That is anything like a dame
Nothing else is built the same
Nothing in the world
Johnson
Has a soft and wavy frame
Like the silhouette of a dame
O'Brien
There is absolutely nothing like the frame of a dame!
Marines
So suppose a dame ain't bright
Or completely free from flaws
Or as faithful as a bird dog
Or as kind as Santa Claus
It's a waste of time to worry
Over things that they have not
Billis Be thankful for -
All The things they got!
There is nothing you can name
That is anything like a dame
There are no books like a dame
And nothing looks like a dame
There are no drinks like a dame
Nothing thinks like dame
Nothing acts like a dame
Or attracts like a dame
There ain't a thing that's wrong with any man here
That can't be cured by putting him near
A girly, womanly, female, feminine, dame!
There'll be a Hot Time in the
Old Mother Leary
Late last night, when we were all in bed
Mrs. O'Leary hung a lantern in the shed
and when the cow kicked it over
she winked her eye and said
They'll be a hot time in the old time tonight,
Fire, Fire, Fire
Fire, Fire, Fire,yelled Mrs. McGuire
Where, where , where, wailed Olivia O'hare
Down down down in old
There'll be a hot time in the old town tongiht!
Hot, hot hot shouted Cheryl Philpot
Run, run, run, screamed her little son
Water, water, water, yelled her little daughter,
There'll be a hot time in the old time tonight!!!!!!
There’ll Be Blue Birds Over The
White Cliffs of
Words: Nat Burton; Music: Walter Kent (1941)
Made famous by Dame Vera Lynn
There’ll be Blue-birds over The White Cliffs of
Tomorrow, just you wait and see.
There’ll be love and laughter and peace ever after,
Tomorrow, when the world is free.
The shepherd will tend his sheep,
The valley will bloom again,
And Jimmy will go to sleep
In his own little room again.
There’ll be Blue-birds over The White Cliffs of
Tomorrow, just you wait and see.
Higgins - Overstreet 8/1921.
They say don't change the old for the new;
But I've found out that this will never do;
When you grow old, you don't last long,
You're just here, my honey, then you're gone;
I loved a man for many years gone by,
I thought his love for me would never die;
He made a change and said I would not do,
So now I'm going to make some changes, too.
Why, there's a change in the weather, there's a change in the sea,
So from now on there'll be a change in me,
My walk will be be different, my talk, and my name,
Nothing about me's going to be the same;
I'm gonna change my long tall one for a little short 'n fat,
I'm gonna change my number that I'm living at;
Because nobody wants you when you're old and gray.
There's gonna be some changes made today,
There'll be some changes made.
Why, there's a change in the weather, there's a change in the sea,
So from now on there'll be a change in me,
Why, my walk will be be different, and my talk, and my name,
Nothing about me gonna be the same;
I'm gonna change my way of living, and that ain't no shock,
Why, I'm thinking of changin' the way I gotta set my clock,
Because nobody wants you when you're old and gray.
There's gonna be some changes made today,
There'll be some changes made.
There Must Be
(1) Words and Music by Sammy Gallop and David Saxon 1945
There must be a way
To help me forget that we're through
There must be a way
To stop me from dreamin' of you
There must be a star in the sky
That isn't reflecting your eyes
I just don't know how to disguise
How much I miss you
There must be a song
That doesn't remind me of you
There must be a kiss
That thrills me like yours used to do
I look for a way to be happy,
Happy with somebody new
Oh, there must be a way
But I can't find a way without you
There must be a song that doesn't remind me of you
Yes, there must be a kiss that'll thrill me like yours used to do
I look for a way to be happy, happy with somebody new
Oh, there must be a way but I can't find a way without you
I'd like to get away, Junior
Somewhere alone with you
It could be oh, so gay, junior
You need a laugh or two
A certain place I know, Frankie
Where funny people can have fun
That's where the two will go, Darling
Before you can count up
One, two, three. four ...
There's a small hotel
With a wishing well
I wish that we were there together
There's a bridal suite
One room bright and neat
Complete for us to share together
Looking through the window
You can see a distant steeple
Not a sign of people -- who wants people?
When the steeple bell
Says "Good night, sleep well,"
We'll thank the small hotel together
We'll creep into our little shell
And we will thank the small hotel together
There's No Business Like Show Business
(Irving Berlin)
The costumes, the scenery,
The makeup, the props
The audience that lifts you when you're down
The headaches, the heartaches,
The backaches, the flops
The sheriff who escorts you out of town
The opening when your heart beats like a drum
The closing when the customers won't come
There's no business Like show business,
Like no business I know.
Everything about it is appealing
Everything the traffic will allow
No where could you have that happy feeling
When you are stealing that extra bow
There's no people like show people
They smile when they are low
Yesterday they told you you would not go far
That night you open and there you are
Next day on your dressing room
They've hung a star
Let's go on with the show
The cowboys, the wrestlers,
The tumblers, the clowns
The roustabouts That move the show at dawn
The music, the spotlights,
The people, the towns
Your baggage with the labels pasted on
The sawdust and the horses and the smell
The towel you've taken from the last hotel
There's no business like show business
If you tell me it's so
Traveling through the country is so thrilling
Standing out in front on opening nights
Smiling as you watch the benches filling
And see your billing up there in lights
There's no people like show people
They smile when they are low
Even with a turkey that you know will fold
You may be stranded out in the cold
Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold
Let's go on with the show
Let's go on with the show!
Words: Holt Marvell; Music: Jack Strachey and Harry Link
Benny Goodman Version
Oh will you never let me be
Oh will you never set me free
The ties that bound us are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain
A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words
That told you what my heart meant
A fairgrounds painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw, you conquered me
When you did that to me
I somehow knew that this had to be
the winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer
oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries only 7 francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
I know that this was bound to be
These things have haunted me for you
They’ve entirely enchanted me
The sigh of
Silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that
These foolish things remind me of you
How strange, how sweet, to find you still
These things are dear to me
That seem to bring you so near to me
The scent of smoking leaves the wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things Remind me of you, just you.
Tony Bennett Version
A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's faded swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw, you conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow that this had to be
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
How strange, how sweet, to find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you near to me
The sigh of
Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Alan Jay Lerner Frederick Loewe
Way out here they've got a name
For wind and rain and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Joe,
And they call the wind Maria
Maria blows the stars around,
Sets the clouds a'flyin'
Maria makes the mountains sound
Like folks were up there dyin'
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria.
Before I knew Maria's name
And heard her wail and whinin'
I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shinin'
Then one day I left my girl,
I left her far behind me
And now I'm lost,
So gold-darned lost
Not even God can find me
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria.
Out here they have a name
For rain, wind, and fire only
When you're lost and all alone
There ain't no name for lonely
I'm a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me
Maria, blow my love to me,
I need my girl beside me
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria.
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria.
They Can't Take That Away from Me
There are many many crazy things
That will keep me loving you
And with your permission
May I list a few
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can't take that away from me
The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can't take that away from me
We may never, never meet again,
On that bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No they can't take that away from me
Repeat all
No they can't take that away
No they can't take that away from me
Music: Jerome Kern Lyrics: Herbert Reynolds (1914)
(He)
Got the cutest little way,
Like to watch you all the day.
And it certainly seems fine,
Just to think that you'll be mine.
When I see your pretty smile,
Makes the living worth the while.
So I've got to run around
Telling people what I've found....
And when I told them
How beautiful you are
They didn't believe me!
They didn't believe me.
Your lips, your eyes, your cheeks, your hair,
Are in a class beyond compare
You're the loveliest girl that one could see!
And when I tell them
And I certn'ly am goin' to tell them,
That I'm the man whose wife someday you'll be
They'll never believe me!
They'll never believe me
That from this great big world you've chosen me!
(She)
Don't know how it happened quite,
May have been the summer night.
May have been, well, who can say?
Things just happen anyway.
All I know is I said "yes"
Hesitating more or less,
And you kissed me where I stood
Just like any fellow would....
And when I told them
How wonderful you are,
They didn't believe me!
They didn't believe me.
Your lips, your eyes, your curly hair,
Are in a class beyond compare
You're the loveliest thing that one could see!
And when I tell them
And I certn'ly am goin' to tell them,
That I'm the girl who's boy one day you'll be
They'll never believe me!
They'll never believe me
That from this great big world
You've chosen me.
They're Either Too Young or Too Old
Frank Loesser and Arthur Schwartz
1943 from the film: "Thank Your Lucky Stars"
Intro:
You Marched away and left this town as empty as can be
I can't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
For there is no secret lover, that the draft board didnt discover
Refrain:
They're Either Too Young or Too Old,
They're either too gray or too grassy green.
The Pickins are poor and the crop is lean,
Whats good is in the army,
Whats left will never harm me,
They're Either Too old or too young
So darling you'll never get stung
Tomorrow I’ll go hiking with that Eagle Scout unless I get a call from grandpa for a snappy game of chess
I'm finding it easy to stay good as gold,
They're Either Too Young or too old...
I'll Never Never fail ya, while you are in
And flying over
your heart will never be gypped
And when you go to
I'll still be what I've been to ya
I've looked the world over and lo and behold,
They're Either too Young or Too Old"
(1)
They're writing songs of love,
But not for me;
The lucky stars above,
But not for me.
With love to lead the way,
I've found more skies of gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall
And get that way.
Heigh ho! Alas! And all,
So lackaday!
Although I can't dismiss
The mem'ry of her kiss
I guess
she's not for me.
It all began so well,
But
what an end!
This
is the time a fella needs a friend
When
every happy plot
Ends
with a the marriage knot
But
there's no knot for me.
(2) Irving Berlin
Rumors fly and you can't tell where they start
'Specially when they concern a person's heart
I've heard things that could set my heart aglow
Wish I knew if the things I heard are so
They say that falling in love is wonderful
It's wonderful, so they say
And with the moon up above
It's wonderful, it's wonderful, so they tell me!
I can't recall who said it; I know I never read it
I only know they tell me that love is grand, and
This thing that's known as romance is wonderful
Wonderful, in every way, so they say!
Rumors fly and they often leave a doubt
But you've come to the right place to find out
Everything that you've heard is really so
I've been there once or twice and I should know
You’ll find that falling in love is wonderful
It’s wonderful as they say
And with the moon up above
It’s wonderful; it’s wonderful, as they tell me
You leave your house one morning
And without any warning
You’re stopping people
Shouting that that love is grand!
And to hold a man in your arms is wonderful
Wonderful in every way, I should say
Music by Harvey Schmidt: Book and Lyrics by Tom Jones
From The Fantasticks
When the moon was young,
When the month was May,
When the stage was hung for my holiday,
I saw shining lights
But I never knew:
They were you.
They were you.
They were you.
When the dance was done,
When I went my way,
When I tried to find rainbows far away,
All the lovely lights
Seemed to fade from view:
They were you.
They were you.
They were you.
Without you near me,
I can't see.
When you're near me,
Wonderful things come to be.
Every secret prayer,
Every fancy free,
Everything I dared for both you and me.
All my wildest dreams
Multiplied by two
They were you.
They were you.
They were you.
(1) Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
This can't be love,
Because I feel so well,
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs.
This can't be love, I get no
Dizzy spell,
My head is not in the skies.
My heart does not stand still,
Just hear it beat,
This is too sweet to be Love...
This can't be love,
Because I Feel so well,
And yet I love to look in your eyes.
Repeat all
My heart does not stand still,
Just hear it beat,
This is too sweet to be
Love...
This can't be love, because I
Feel so well, but still I love
To look
In your eyes,
Still I love to look in your eyes.
This Could Be The Start of Something Big
1956: Steve Allen
You're walking along the street,
Or you're at a party
Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig;
You're look-in' in some one's eyes,
You suddenly realize that
This Could Be The Start Of Something big!
You're lunching at Twenty One
And watching your diet,
Declining a Charlotte Russe, accepting a fig;
When out of a clear blue sky,
It's suddenly gal and guy, and
This Could Be The Start Of Some-thing big!
There's no controlling the unrolling
Of your fate, my friend,
Who knows what's written in the magic book?
But when a lover you discover
At the gate my friend,
Invite him in without a second look!
You're up in an aeroplane, or dining at Sardi's
Or lying at
You suddenly hear a bell,
And right a-way you can tell
That this could be the start of something grand.
You’re doing your income tax
Or buying a toothbrush
Or hurrying home because the hour is late;
Then suddenly there you go,
The very next thing you know,
Is this could be the start of something great.
You’re having a snowball fight
Or picking up daisies,
You’re singing a happy tune, or knocking on wood
When all of sudden you,
Look up and there’s someone new,
This could be the start of something big
Your destined lover you’ll discover
In a freighting flash
So keep your heart awake both night and day.
Because the meeting maybe fleeting
As a lighting flash
And you don’t want to let it slip away.
You’re watching the sun come up
And counting your money,
Or else in a dim cafe you're ordering wine,
Then suddenly there he is,
And you wanna be where he is,
And this must be the start of something...
This could be the heart of something...
This could be the start of something fine.
Music: Richard Rodgers; Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II
From South Pacific
One dream in my heart,
One love to be livin' for,
One love to be livin' for
This nearly was mine.
One girl for my dream,
One partner in paradise,
This promise of paradise
This nearly was mine.
Close to my heart she came
Only to fly away,
Only to fly as day flies from moonlight
Now, now I'm alone,
Still dreamin' of paradise,
Still sayin' that paradise
Once nearly was mine.
I'll keep rememberin' kisses
From lips I've never owned,
And all that lovely adventures
That we have never known.
One dream in my heart,
One love to be livin' for,
One love to be livin' for
This nearly was mine.
Close to my heart she came
Only to fly away,
Only to fly as day flies from moonlight.
Now, now I'm alone,
Still a-dreamin' of paradise,
Still sayin' that paradise
Once nearly was mine!
(1) Writer(s): parker/sanicola/sinatra
This love of mine goes on and on,
Tho’ life is empty since you have gone.
You’re always on my mind, tho’ out of sight
It’s lonesome thru the day,
But oh! the night.
I cry my heart out it’s bound to break,
Since nothing matters, let it break.
I ask the sun and the moon,
The stars that shine,
What’s to become of it, this love of mine.
Johnny Mercer
Somewhere, someday
We´ll be close together
Wait and see
Oh, by the way, this time the dreams on me
You’ll take my hand
And you’ll look at me adoringly
But as things stand, this time the dreams on me
It would be fun to be certain that I’m the one
To know that I, at least,
Supplied the shoulder you cry upon
To see you through
´til you’re everything you want to be
It can’t be true
But this time the dreams on me
There are those I suppose
Think we're mad Heaven knows
The world has gone To rack and to ruin
What we think is chic, unique and quite adorable
They think is odd and sodom and gomorrah-able
But the fact is
Everything today is thoroughly modern
Check your personality
Everything today makes yesterday slow
You better face reality
It's not insanity Says Vanity Fair
In fact, it's stylish to raise your skirts
And bob your hair
In a rumble seat the world is so cosy
If the boy is kissable
And that tango dance they wouldn't allow
Now is quite permissible.
Goodbye, good'-goody girl I'm changing and how!
So beat the drums
Coz here comes thoroughly modern Millie now!
Everything today is thoroughly modern
Bands are gettin' jazzier
Everything today is starting to go
Cars are gettin' snazzier
Men say it's criminal What women'll do.
What they're forgetting is
This is Nineteen Twenty-Two.
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies?
Isn't it delectable?
Painting lips and pencil lining your brow
Now is quite respectable.
Goodbye good'-goody girl
I'm changing and how!
So beat the drums
Coz here comes thoroughly modern Millie now!
Mary Hopkin in 1968
Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And dreamed of all the great things we would do
Chorus:
Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say
Repeat Chorus:
Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me
Repeat Chorus:
Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same
Repeat Chorus:
Down in the meadow in a little bitty pool
Swam three little fishes and a mama fishy too
"Swim" said the mama fishy, "Swim if you can"
And they swam and they swam all over the dam.
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
And they swam and they swam all over the dam.
"Stop" said the mama fishy, "or you will get lost"
But the three little fishes didn't wanna be bossed
The three little fishes went off on a spree
And they swam and they swam right out to the sea.
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
And they swam and they swam right out to the sea.
"Whee!" yelled the little fishes, "Here's a lot of fun
We'll swim in the sea till the day is done.
"They swam and they swam, and it was a lark .
Till all of a sudden they saw a shark!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Till all of a sudden they saw a shark!
"Help!" cried the little fishes, "Gee! look at all the whales!"
And quick as they could, they turned on their tails
And back to the pool in the meadow they swam
And they swam and they swam back over the dam.
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem
And they swam and they swam back over the dam
Jacques Renard
(H. Ruby)
Three Little Words, oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase
To hear those Three Little Words, That's all I'd live
For the rest of my days;
And what I feel in my heart, they tell sincerely,
No other words can tell it half so clearly,
Three Little Words, eight little letters,
Which simply mean "I Love You"!
Tie a Yellow Ribbon Around the Old Oak Tree
I'm coming home I've done my time
And I have to know what is or isn't mine
If you received my letter
Telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'd know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me
Oh tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do you still want me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
Bus driver please look for me
'Cause I couldn't bare to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison
And my love she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's all I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please
Oh tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do you still want me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
Now the whole damn bus is cheering
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons
'Round the old, the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Russell Brown/Irwin Levine
Irwin Levine Music/
'Til the end of time
Long as stars are in the blue,
Long as there's a spring, as song to sing
I'll go on wanting you
'Til the end of time, long as roses bloom in May
My love for you will grow deeper
With every passing day
'Til the wells run dry
And each mountain disappears
I'll be there for you to care for you
Through laughter and through tears
So take my heart in sweet surrender
And tenderly say that I'm
The one you love and live for
'Til the end of time
There were bells on the hill,
But I never heard them ringing,
No, I never heard them at all
‘Til there was you.
There were birds in the sky,
But I never saw them winging,
No, I never saw them at all
‘Til there was you.
And there was music,
And there were wonderful roses,
They tell me, in sweet fragrant meadows
Of dawn and dew.
There was love all around,
But I never heard it singing,
No, I never heard it at all
‘Til there was you.
Cahn/Styne
What good are words I say to you?
They can't convey to you what's in my heart
If you could hear instead
The things I've left unsaid
Time after time
I tell myself that I'm
So lucky to be loving you
So lucky to be
The one you run to see
In the evening, when the day is through
Repeat from here
I only know what I know
The passing years will show
You've kept my love so young, so new
And time after time
You'll hear me say that I'm
So lucky to be loving you
(1) Jerry Herman
Time heals everything, Tuesday, Thursday
Time heals everything, April, August.
If I’m patient the break will mend
And one fine morning the hurt will end.
So make the moments fly, Autumn, Winter.
I’ll forget you by next year, some year.
Though it’s hell that I’m going through,
Some Tuesday, Thursday, April, August
Autumn, Winter, next year, some year.
Time heals everything,
Time heals everything,
But loving you
Jule Styne and Stephen Sondheim
Wherever we go, whatever we do,
We're gonna go through it together.
We may not go far, but sure as a star,
Wherever we are, it's together.
Wherever I go I know he goes.
Wherever I go I know she goes.
No fits, no fights, no feuds
And no egos, Amigos, together!
Through thick and through thin,
All out or all in.
And whether it's win, place or show.
With you for me and me for you,
We'll muddle through whatever we do.
Together, wherever we go.
Wherever we go, whatever we do,
We're gonna go through it together.
Wherever we sleep, if prices are steep,
We'll always sleep cheaper together.
Whatever the boat I row, you row.
A duo
Whatever the row I hoe, you hoe.
A trio.
And any
Who, me-oh? No, you-oh.
No, we-oh.
Together!
We all take the bow
Including the cow,
Though business is lousy and slow.
With Herbie's vim, Louise's verve,
Now all we need is someone with nerve.
Together
Wherever
Together, wherever we go.
To life! To life! L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
If you've been lucky,
Then Monday was No worse than Sunday was,
Drink l'chai-im, to life.
To life, l'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
One day it's honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L'chai-im, to life!
Our great men have written words of
Wisdom to be used
When hardship must be faced;
Life obliges us with hardship
So the words of wisdom
shouldn't go to waste.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
To life, to life, l'chai-im,!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
Life has a way of confusing us
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink l'chaim, to life,
To life, l'chaim!
L'chaim, l'chaim, to life!
A gift we seldom are wise enough
Ever to prize enough,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
God would like us to be joyful
Even though our hearts lie panting on the floor;
How much more can we be joyful,
When there's really something
To be joyful for.
To life, to life, L'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
It gives you something to think about,
Something to drink about,
Drink l'chai-im, to life! l'chai-im !
Lyrics: Martin Charnin
Music: Charrles Strouse
The sun'll come out Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow
'Til there's none!
When I'm stuck with a day
That's gray, And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin, And Say,
Oh The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always a day a way!
REFRAIN:
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you’re ‘bound to die.
Met her on the mountain
There I took her life,
Met her on the mountain
And stabbed her with my knife.
REFRAIN:
‘Bout this time tomorrow, reckon where I’ll be?
Down in some lonesome valley, hangin’ from a white oak tree.
Tonight, tonight,
Won't be just any night
Tonight there will be no morning star
Tonight, tonight,
I'll see my love tonight
And for us, Stars will stop where they are
Today the minutes seem like hours
The hours go so slowly and still the sky is light
Oh, moon Grow bright
And make this endless day
Endless night, tonight
Maria
Tonight, tonight, It all began tonight
I saw you and the world went away.
Tonight, tonight, there's only you tonight,
What you are, what you do, what you say.
Today, all day I had the feeling
A miracle would happen.
I know that I was right.
For here you are,
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight!
Both
Tonight, tonight,
The world is full of light,
With suns and moons all over the place.
Tonight, tonight, the world is wild and bright,
Going mad, shooting sparks into space.
Today, the world was just an address
A place for me to live in,
No better than all right, but here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight
Tony
Tonight, Tonight,
It all began tonight.
I say you and the world went away.
Patience and Prudence
I know you belong to somebody new
But tonight you belong to me
Although we're apart, you're part of my heart
And tonight you belong to me
Way down by the stream, how sweet it will seem
Once more just to dream in the moonlight
My honey, I know....
With the dawn that you will be gone
But tonight you belong to me
Way down, way down along the stream
How very very sweet it will seem
Once more just to dream in the silvery moonlight
My honey, I know..
With the dawn that you will be gone
But tonight you belong to me
Just to little ol' me
(Finger snaps)
Be firm, be fair, be sure, beware,
On your guard take care.
While there's such temptation.
One thing will lead to another,
To late to run for cover,
She's much to close for comfort now.
Be wise, Be smart, Behave my heart
Don't upset, your cart when she's so close.
Be soft, be sweet, But be discreet.
Don't go off your beat
She's to close for comfort
To close to close for comfort please not again
To close to close to no just when to say when,
Be firm, Be fair, be absolutely sure , beware
On your guard take care
While there's such temptation
One thing will lead to another
To late to run for cover
She's much to close for comfort now
(Instrument Solo)
To close to close for comfort
She's to close to close to no just when to say when
Be firm, Be fair, Be sure Beware,
On your guard take care
While there's such temptation
One things leads to another,
To late to run for cover
She's much to close for comfort now
(and just a little pinch of soda)
One thing leads to another
To late to run for cover
She's much to close for comfort now
She's much
To much
Much to Much
She's to much to close for comfort now .
Too Fat Polka (She's Too Fat For Me)
by Ross MacLean and Arthur Richardson
Copyright 1947 Shapiro, Bernstein and Co., Inc. (published by Francis
Day and Hunter Ltd.)
Here's a silly ditty, you can sing it right away
Now, here is what you say
So sing it while you may
Here's a silly jingle, you can sing it night or
Here's the words, that's all you need
'Cause I just sang the tune:
Refrain 1:
Oh, I don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
She's too fat for me
I don't want her, you can have her,
She's too fat for me
She's too fat
She's too fat
She's too fat for me
I get dizzy
I get numbo
When I'm dancing
With my Jum-Jum-Jumbo
Repeat Refrain 1
Can she prance up a hill?
No, no, no, no, no
Can she dance a quadrille?
No, no, no, no, no
Does she fit in your coupe?
By herself she's a group
Could she possibly
Sit upon your knee?
No, no, no
Refrain 2:
We don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
And she's too fat for me
But she's just right for me
We don't want her, you can have her
She's too fat for me
Yeah, she's too fat,
Much too fat
But she's just right for me
She's so charming
And she's so winning
But it's alarming
When she goes in swimming
Repeat Refrain 2
She's a twosome,
She's a foursome
If she'd lose some
I would like her more some
Repeat Refrain 1
Hey!
(1) Mercer, Whiting
I search for phrases
To sing your praises
But there aren't any magic adjectives
To tell you all you are!
You're just too marvelous
Too marvelous for words
Like glorious, glamorous
And that old standby amorous!
You’re just too wonderful
I'll never find the words
That say enough, tell enough,
I mean they just aren't swell enough.
You're just too much
And just to very, very
To ever be
In Webster's dictionary!
And so I'm borrowing
A love song from the birds
To tell you that you're marvelous
Too marvelous for words.
Gus Kahn, Ernie Erdman, Dan Russo (1922)
Toot-toot-tootsie goodbye
Toot-toot-tootsie don't cry
The choo-choo train that takes me
Away from you, no words can say
How sad it makes me -
Kiss me, tootsie and then
Do it over again,
Watch for the mail -
I'll never fail,
If you don't get a letter
You'll know I'm in jail
Toot-toot-tootsie don't cry
Goodbye tootsie goodbye.
Such a feelin's comin' over me
There is wonder in most everything I see
Not a cloud in the sky
Got the sun in my eyes
And I won't be surprised if it's a dream
Everything I want the world to be
Is now coming true especially for me
And the reason is clear
It's because you are here
You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen
Chorus
I'm on the top of the world
Lookin' down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found
Ever since you've been around
Your love's put me at the top of the world
Something in the wind has learned my name
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees
And the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I hope that I will find
That tomorrow will be just the same
For you and me
All I need will be mine if you are here
Repeat Chorus twice
(1)
Pardon me, boy
Is that the
Track twenty-nine Boy, you can gimme a shine
I can afford
To board a
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare
(Repeat below)
You leave the
'bout a
Read a magazine and then you're in
Dinner in the diner nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham an' eggs in
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
Then you know that
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin'
Woo, woo,
There's gonna be
A certain party at the station
All satin and lace I used to call "funny face"
She's gonna cry
Until I tell her that I'll never roam
So
Won't you choo-choo me home?
Won't you choo-choo me home?
When the
(2)
When the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam;
I'll be right there, I've got my fare.
When I see that rusty-haired conductor man,
I'll grab him by the collar
And I'll holler "Alabam'! Alabam'!"
That's where you stop your train
That brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain,
Where my honey-lamb am.
I will be right there with bells,
When that old conductor yells,
"All aboard! All aboard!
All aboard for Alabam'."
Music and Lyrics by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane
With my high starched collar and my high topped shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head,
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley and lost my heart instead
With his light brown derby and his bright green tie,
He was quite the handsomest of men,
I started to yen, so I counted to ten,
Then I counted to ten again
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley
Ding, ding, ding went the bell
Zing, zing, zing went my heartstrings
From the moment I saw him I fell
Chug, chug, chug went the motor
Bump, bump, bump went the brake
Thump, thump, thump went my heartstrings
When he smiled I could feel the car shake
Repeat from here
He tipped his hat and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name, I held my breath
I couldn't speak because he scared me half to death
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer
Plop, plop, plop went wheel
Stop, stop, stop sent my heartstrings
As he started to leave,
I took hold of his sleeve with my hand
And as if it were planned
He stayed on with me and it was grand
Just stand with his hand holding mine
Till the end of the line
Music and Lyrics by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane
With my high starched collar and my high topped shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head,
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley and lost my heart instead
With his light brown derby and his bright green tie,
He was quite the handsomest of men,
I started to yen, so I counted to ten,
Then I counted to ten again
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley
Ding, ding, ding went the bell
Zing, zing, zing went my heartstrings
From the moment I saw him I fell
Chug, chug, chug went the motor
Bump, bump, bump went the brake
Thump, thump, thump went my heartstrings
When he smiled I could feel the car shake
Repeat from here
He tipped his hat and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name, I held my breath
I couldn't speak because he scared me half to death
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer
Plop, plop, plop went wheel
Stop, stop, stop sent my heartstrings
As he started to leave,
I took hold of his sleeve with my hand
And as if it were planned
He stayed on with me and it was grand
Just stand with his hand holding mine
Till the end of the line
(See Train Songs)
Written by - Cole Porter From - High Society (Soundtrack)
Suntanned, wind blown
Honeymooners at last alone
Feeling far above par
Oh, how lucky we are
While I give to you and you give to me
True love, true love
So on and on it will always be
True love, true love
For you and I have a guardian angel
On high, with nothing to do
But to give to you and to give to me
Love forever true
For you and I have a guardian angel
On high, with nothin' to do
But to give to you and to give to me
Love forever true
Love forever true
Lyrics: Tome Jones Music: Harvey Schmidt
Try to remember the time of September
When life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the time of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow
Try to remember the time of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow
Follow follow follow...
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except for willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an amber about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow
Follow follow follow...
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Although you know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Without a hurt the heart is hollow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
The fire of September that made us mellow
Deep in December our hearts should remember
And follow...
Written by - Jimmy Campbell, Reginald Connelly & Harry Woods
She may be weary, women do get weary
Wearing the same shabby dress
And when she’s weary, try a little tenderness
She may be waiting, just anticipating
Things she may never possess
While she’s without them, try a little tenderness
It’s not just sentimental,
She has her grief and her care
But a word that’s soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You won’t regret it, women don’t forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy, try a little tenderness
Paul Henning
Come 'n listen to my story 'bout a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed
And then one day, he was shootin' at some food
And up through the ground come a bubblin' crude
Oil, that is, black gold,
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire
Kin folk said, Jed, move away from there
Said, Californy is the place you oughta be
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to
Hills, that is, swimmin' pools, movie stars
Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
They would like to thank you folks for kindly droppin' in
You're all invited back again to this locality
To have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality
Hillbilly, that is, set a spell, take your shoes off
Y'all come back now, hear?
Frank DeVol and Sherwood Schwartz
Here's the story of a lovely lady
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother,
The youngest one in curls.
Here's the store, of a man named Brady,
Who was busy with three boys of his own,
They were four men, living all together,
Yet they were all alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
And they knew it was much more than a hunch,
That this group would somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch.
The Brady Bunch,
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch.
The Brady Bunch.
I. Taylor and W. Lava
The end of the Civil War was near
When quite accidentally
A hero who sneezed abruptly seized
Retreat, and reversed it to victory
His medal of honor pleased and thrilled
His proud little family group
While pinning it on some blood was spilled
And so it was planned he command F-Troop
Where Indian fights are colorful sights
And nobody takes a lickin'
When pale-face and red-skin
Both turn chicken
When drilling and fighting get them down
They know their morale can't droop
As long as they all relax in town
Before they resume with a bang and a boom
F-Troop!
Gilligan’s
Intro Theme
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip,
That started in this tropic port,
Aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
The Skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day
For a three hour tour.
A three hour tour.
The weather started getting rough,
The tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
The Minnow would be lost.
The Minnow would be lost.
The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle,
With Gilligan,
The Skipper too,
The Millionaire
And his wife,
The movie star,
The Professor
And Mary Ann,
Here on Gilligan's Isle.
Ending Theme
Now this is the tell of the castways,
They're here for a long, long time,
They'll have to make the best of things,
It's an uphill climb.
The first mate and the Skipper too,
Will do their very best,
To make the others comfortable,
In the tropic island nest.
No phone, no lights no motor cars,
Not a single luxury,
Like Robinson Crusoe,
As primative as can be.
So join us here each week my freinds,
You're sure to get a smile,
From seven stranded castways,
here on "Gilligan's Isle."
Green acres is the place to be
Farm living is the life for me
Land spreading out,
so far and wide
Keep
just give me that countryside.
is where I'd rather stay
I get allergic smelling hay
I just adore a penthouse view
Darling, I love you,
but give me
Chores
The Stores
Fresh air
You are my wife. Goodbye city life.
Green Acres, we are there!
Come ride the little train that is rollin' down the track to the Junction.
Forget about your cares, it is time to relax at the Junction.
Lotsa curves, you bet 'N even more when you get to the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
There's a little hotel called the Shady Rest at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
It is run by Kate, come and be her guest at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
And that's Uncle Joe, he's a-movin' kinda slow at the Junction,
Petticoat Junction!
Lyrics: Fred Ebb; Music John Kander-Cabaret
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
And I'm the only man,
Ja!
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
I like it,
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
They like it.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
This two for one.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
Und he's the only man.
Ja!
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
He likes it
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
We like it.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
This two for one.
I do the cooking...
Und I make the bed.
I go out daily
To earn our daily bread.
But we've one thing in common,
He... She.. Und me,
The key,
Beedle dee, dee,
The key,
Beedle dee, dee, the key,
Beedle dee, deedle dee, deedle dee, dee!
Ooh! Ahh! Ooh! Ahh!
We switch partners daily
To play as we please.
Twosies beats onesies,
But nothing beats threes.
I sleep in the middle,
I'm left,
Und I'm right,
But there's room on the bottom
If you drop in some night.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
Two ladies.
Beedle dee, dee dee dee,
And he's the only man.
Ja!
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
I like it,
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
They like it!
Beedle dee, dee dee dee...
This two for one.
Beedle dee, deedle dee, deedle dee,
deedle dee, dee!
Thank you! Lulu! Bobby! Me!!
Oh, I'm so hot now!
Come, my Leiblings, upstairs!
Robin, Shavers
Transcribed from vocals by Ella Fitzgerald, with Chick
Webb and His Orchestra, recorded
From Ella Fitzgerald: Dreams Come True
First you say you do and then you don't,
And then you say you will and then you won't,
You're undecided now,
So what are you gonna do?
Now you want to play, and then it's no,
And when you say you'll stay,
That's when you go,
You're undecided now,
So what are you gonna do?
I've been sittin' on a fence,
And it doesn't make much sense, '
Cause you keep me in suspense
And you know it!
Then you promise to return;
When you don't I really burn,
Well, I guess I'll never learn,
And I show it!
If you got a heart, and if you're kind,
Then don't keep us apart, make up your mind,
You're undecided now,
So what are you gonna do?
I've been sittin' on a fence,
And it doesn't make much sense,
'Cause you keep me in suspense
And you know it! Then you promise to return;
When you don't I really burn,
Well, I guess I'll never learn,
And I show it!
If you got a heart, and if you're kind,
Then don't keep us apart, make up your mind,
You're undecided now,
So what are you gonna do?
Now, if you don't love me, I wish you'd say so,
I love you so much, honey, I just got to know;
I'm just a fool for you; what are you gonna do?
(Irving Gordon)
Unforgetable
That's what you are,
Unforgetable
Tho' near or far.
Like a song of love that clings to me,
How the thought of you does things to me.
Never before
Has someone been more...
Unforgetable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how you'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am
Unforgetable, too.
Unforgetable
In every way,
And forever more
That's how you'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am
Unforgetable, too.
Hoagy Carmichael and Sidney Arodin
Louis Armstrong recorded this song December 10, 1956
Up a lazy river by the old mill stream
That lazy, hazy river where we both can dream
Linger in the shade of an old oak tree
Throw away your troubles,
Dream a dream with me
Up a lazy river where the robin's song
Wakes up in the mornin', as we roll along
Blue skies up above ,
Everyone's in love
Up a lazy river, how happy we will be, now
Up a lazy river with me
Instrumental break
Up a lazy river by the old mill run
That lazy, lazy river in the
You can linger in the shade of that fine ole tree
Throw, away your troubles, baby, dream with me
Up a lazy river where the robin's song
Wakes a brand new mornin' as we roll along
There are blue skies up above
And as long as we're in love
Up a lazy river, how happy we could be
If you go up a lazy river with me
Ah said with me now
Goin'up that... lazy river..... with me
Robert Crawford
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun now!)
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the
Additional verses:
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder,
Sent it high into the blue;
Hands of men blasted the world asunder;
How they lived God only knew! (God only knew then!)
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings, ever to soar!
With scouts before And bombers galore. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the
Samuel F. Smith
My country, 'tis of Thee,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side
Let Freedom ring.
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet Freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God to Thee,
Author of
To thee we sing,
Long may our land be bright
With Freedom's holy light,
Protect us by thy might
Great God, our King.
Our glorious Land to-day,
'Neath Education's sway,
Soars upward still.
Its hills of learning fair,
Whose bounties all may share,
Behold them everywhere
On vale and hill!
Thy safeguard,
The school shall ever be,
Our Nation's pride!
No tyrant hand shall smite,
While with encircling might
All here are taught the Right
With Truth allied.
Beneath Heaven's gracious will
The stars of progress still
Our course do sway;
In unity sublime
To broader heights we climb,
Triumphant over Time,
God speeds our way!
Grand birthright of our sires,
Our altars and our fires
Keep we still pure!
Our starry flag unfurled,
The hope of all the world,
In peace and light impearled,
God hold secure!
Katharine Lee Bates
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Anchors Aweigh (
George D. Lottman
Stand, Navy, out to sea, Fight our battle cry;
We'll never change our course,
So vicious foe steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll out the TNT, Anchors Aweigh. Sail on to victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, hooray!
Anchors Aweigh, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to college joys,
We sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night on shore,
Drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more.
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
Based upon “The Caisson Song” by Brigadier General E.L. Gruber
Intro
March along,
Sing our song,
With the Army of the free
Count the brave,
Count the true,
Who have fought to victory
We’re the Army and proud of our name
We’re the Army and proudly proclaim
First to fight
For the right,
And to build the Nation’s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle’s won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along.
Refrain
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong (TWO! THREE!)
For where e’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Valley Forge, Custer’s ranks,
San Juan Hill and Patton’s tanks,
And the Army went rolling along
Minute men, from the start,
Always fighting from the heart,
And the Army keeps rolling along.
(refrain)
Men in rags, men who froze,
Still that Army met its foes,
And the Army went rolling along.
Faith in God, then we’re right,
And we’ll fight with all our might,
As the Army keeps rolling along.
(refrain)
Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on."
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment-seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me:
As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
God Bless
Irving Berlin, 1918; revised 1938
Intro (spoken):
While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free,
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair,
As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer.
God bless
Land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with the light from above
From the mountains
To the prairies,
To the ocean white with foam
God bless America,
My home sweet home.
God Bless the
Lee Greenwood
If tomorrow all the things were gone
I'd worked for all my life,
And I had to start again
with just my children and my wife,
I'd thank my lucky stars
to be living here today,
'Cause the flag still stands for freedom
and they can't take that away.
I'm proud to be an American
where at least I know I'm free,
And I won't forget the men who died
who gave that right to me,
And I gladly stand up next to you
and defend her still today,
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God Bless the
From the lakes of
to the hills of
Across the plains of
from sea to shining sea.
From
and
There's pride in every American heart
and it's time we stand and say:
I'm proud to be an American
where at least I know I'm free,
And I won't forget the men who died
who gave that right to me,
And I gladly stand up next to you
and defend her still today,
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God Bless the
by George M. Cohan
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
by George M. Cohan
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy,
A Yankee Doodle do or die,
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July!
I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's my Yankee Doodle joy.
Yankee Doodle came to
Just to ride the ponies.
I am that Yankee Doodle boy
Chorus:
He's a Yankee Doodle Dandy,
A Yankee Doodle, do or die;
A real live nephew of his Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July.
He's got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's his Yankee Doodle joy.
Yankee Doodle came to London,
Just to ride the ponies,
He is that Yankee Doodle boy.
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli
We fight our country's battles
On the land as on the sea.
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun.
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes;
You will find us always on the job --
The
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve.
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes,
They will find the streets are guarded
By
George M. Cohan, 1917
Johnnie, get your gun
Get your gun, get your gun,
Take it on the run,
On the run, on the run.
Hear them calling you and me,
Every son of liberty.
Hurry right away,
No delay, no delay,
Make your daddy glad
To have had such a lad.
Tell your sweetheart not to pine,
To be proud her boy's in line.
Chorus
Over there, over there,
Send the word, send the word over there--
That the Yanks are coming,
The Yanks are coming,
The drums rum-tumming
Ev'rwhere.
So prepare, say a pray'r,
Send the word, send the word to beware.
We'll be over, we're coming over,
And we won't come back till it's over
Over there.
Ed Marshall
Recorded by
Frankie Avalon in the US & Dickie Valentine in the
Hey, Venus! Oh, Venus!
Venus if you will
Please send a little girl for me to thrill.
A girl who wants my kisses and my arms
A girl with all the charms of you.
Venus, make her fair
A lovely girl with sunlight in her hair.
And take the brightest stars up in the skies
And place them in her eyes for me.
Venus, goddess of love that you are,
Surely the things I ask
Can't be too great a task.
Venus, if you do
I promise that I always will be true.
I'll give her all the love I have to give
As long as we both shall live.
Venus, goddess of love that you are
Surely the things I ask
Can't be too great a task.
Venus if you do
I promise that I always will be true.
I'll give her all the love I have to give
As long as we both shall live.
Hey, Venus! Oh, Venus!
Make my wish come true.
Ray Nobel, 1934
The very thought of you,
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream,
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem,
To me that's everything!
The mere idea of you,
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go
'Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower,
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love!
I see your face in every flower,
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love!
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you,
My love!
(Nel blu di pinto di blu)
Words & Music by Domenico Modugno & Francesco Migliacci 1958
Penso que un sogno
così non ritorni mai più;
Mi dipingevo le
mani e la faccia di blu
Poi d'improvviso venivo dal vento rapito
E incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito
Chorus
Volare, oh, oh,
Cantare, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Nel blu di pinto di blu,
Felice di stare lassù
E volavo, volavo felice
piu in alto
Mentre il mondo pian piano spariva
lontano laggiù
Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me
Repeat
Chorus
Ma tutti i sogni
nell'alba svaniscon perchè
Quando tramonta la
luna li porta con sè
Ma io continuo a
sognare negli occhi tuoi belli
Che sono blù come
un cielo trapunto di stelle...
Repeat
Chorus
E continuo a
volare felice,
Più in alto del
sole ed ancora più sù.
Mentre il mondo
pian piano scompare negli occhi tuoi blù.
La tua voce è una
musica dolce
Che suona per me.
Repeat Chorus
Literal Translastion
I think that such a dream will not return again
and it painted my hands and face blue
and unexpectedly the wind carried me fast
and made me fly in the infinite sky
Chorus
To fly oh oh
To sing oh oh
In the blue painted blue
happy to be up there
And flying, flying happy
I find myself higher
higher than the sun
while the world slowly, slowly gets farther
away from me
a sweet music played only for me
English Version
lyrics by Mitchell Parrish
Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears
And in the hustle and bustle, no sunshine appears;
But you and I have our love always there to remind us
There is a way we can leave all the shadows behind us.
Volare, oh oh,
Cantare, oh oh oh oh.
Let's fly way up to the clouds,
Away from the madd'ning crowds.
Let us sing in the glow of a star that I know of,
Where lovers enjoy peace of mind;
Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind.
Just like birds of a feather, a rainbow together we'll find.
Volare, oh oh, cantare, oh oh oh oh.
No wonder my happy heart sings;
Your love has given me wings.
No wonder my happy heart sings;
Your love has given me wings.
Waiting for the Robert E. Lee!
Music : Lewis F. Muir / Lyrics : L. Wolfe Gilbert
Way down on the levee in old Alabamy,
There's daddy and mammy, there's Ephr'am and Sammy,
On a moonlight night you can find them all,
While they are waitin' the banjos are syncopa-tin'
What's that they're sayin?, what's that they're sayin;?
While they keep playin' hummin' and swayin',
It's the good ship Robert E. Lee,
That come to carry the cotton away.
Watch them shufflin' along, see them shufflin' along,
Go take your best gal, real pal; go down to the levee,
I said to the levee, and you'll join that shufflin' throng,
Hear that music and song,
It's simply great, mate, waitin' on the levee,
Waitin' for the Robert E. Lee.
The whistles are blowin', the smokestacks are showin',
The ropes they are throwin', excuse me, I'm goin',
To the place where all is harmonious,
Even the preacher, he is the dancing teacher.
Have you been down there? Were you around there?
If you ever go there, you'll always be found there,
Why do-gone, here comes my baby,
On the good old Robert E. Lee.
Watch them shufflin' along, see them shufflin' along,
Go take your best gal, real pal; go down to the levee,
I said to the levee, and you'll join that shufflin' throng,
Hear that music and song,
It's simply great, mate, waitin' on the levee,
Waitin' for the Robert E. Lee.
Turk, Ahlert, Richman
Transcribed from lyrics by Maurice Chevalier,
From Maurice Chevalier: Encore Maurice! Academy Sound and Vision, LDT, CD AJA 5016.
I've an agreeable baby,
Likes everything that I do!
Dances most every night,
Movies are her delight,
I sort of go for them, too!
But when movies and dances are gone,
That's when I have real fun!
Gee, it's great after being out late,
Walking my baby back home!
Arm in arm, over meadow and farm,
Walking my baby back home!
We go along harmonizing a song,
Or I'm reciting a poem,
Owls fly by and they give me the eye,
Walking my baby back home!
We stop for awhile, she gives me a smile,
And snuggles her head to my chest;
We start in to pet, and that's when I get
Her talcum all over my vest!
After I kind of sweat on my tie,
She has to borrow my comb,
One kiss then, I continue again,
Walking my baby back home!
Oh, oui, oui, it's delightful for me,
Walking my baby back home!
I can't use every word I will choose,
I'll tell you when we're alone!
Oh, yes, yes, when we stop for a rest,
I chug-a-lug to my own,
By this time, I assure you that I'm
Just like a king on a throne!
And then comes the fun, her shoe gets undone,
Oh, yes, I start tying it, then,
Sometimes, I'll admit, I linger a bit,
She makes me start walking again!
Then we stroll till my heel and my sole
Feel like they're down to the bone,
Oh, she's sweet, but it's bad on my feet,
Walking my baby back home!
{round round round}
By Will Cobb and Ken Shields
Willie fitzgibbons who used to sell ribbons
And stood up all day on his feet
Grew very spooney on madeline mooney
Who’d rather be dancing than eat
Each evining she’d tag him to some dance hall drag him ,and when the band started to play ,she’d up like a silly and grab tired willie ,steer him on the floor and she’d say :
Chorus
Waltz me around again willie
Around, around, around
The music is dreamy it’s peaches and creamy
Oh don't let my feet touch the ground
I feel like a ship on an ocean of joy
I just want to shout out loud ship ahoy
Oh waltz me around again Willie
Around, around, around
Willie devere was a dry goods cashier at his desk
He would sit all the day
‘Till his doctor advised him to start exercising
Or else he would soon fade away
One night this poor looney met Madeline Mooney
Fitzgibbins then shouted with joy
Shes ‘a good health regainer
You've got a great trainer
Just waite till she hollors my boy
Chorus repeat
Music: Marvin Hamlisch; Lyrics Marilyn, Alan Bergman
Memories.
Like the corners of my mind
Misty, water-colored, memories
Of the way we were!
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were!
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or, has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me, would we,
Could we?
Memories.
May be beautiful, and yet,
What’s too painful to remember?
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter,
We will remember,
Whenever we remember,
The way we were!
The way we were!
Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.
Yes you're lovely
With your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me
But to love you,
And the way you look tonight.
With each word
Your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh
That wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
Lovely. Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
'Cause I love you.
Just the way you look tonight.
Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look tonight
(Version 1)
Mrs. Molloy
Exercise your wildest whims tonight
We are out with diamond Jims tonight
Minnie
Could they be
Misleading us?
Cornelius & Barnaby
Silver spoons were used for feeding us
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
All
You can never ever carry it off
Middle class
Don't speak of it
Savoir Faire
We reek of it
Some were born with rags and patches but
We use dollar bills for matches and
Minnie
Vanderbilt
Kowtows to us
Cornelius
J.P. Morgan scrapes and bows to us
All
We've got elegance
We were born with elegance
Cornelius
Have you noticed when I hold my cup
The saucer never moves
Mrs. Molloy
And the way I keep my pinky up
Indubitably proves
All
That we got elegance
We got built in elegance
And with elegance...elegance...
Elegance...elegance...elegance
We'll carry it off!
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
We got Elegance...
Cornelius
& Barnaby:
Yes, New York It's really us
Barnaby and Cornelius Mrs.
Molloy & Minnie:
All the guests of Mr. Hackl are
Feelin' great and look spectacular
All:
What a knack, There is to that
Acting like a born aristocrat
We got elegance, If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
Cornelius:
All who are Well-bred agree
Minnie Fay Has pedigree
Mrs. Molloy:
Exercise your wildest whims tonight
We are out with diamond Jims tonight
Minnie:
Could they be Misleading us?
Cornelius & Barnaby:
Silver spoons were used for feeding us
All:
We got elegance If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
Middle class Don't speak of it
Savoir Faire We reek of it
Some were born with rags and patches but
We use dollar bills for matches and
Minnie:
Vanderbilt
Kowtows to us
Cornelius:
J.P. Morgan scrapes and bows to us
All:
We've got elegance
We were born with elegance
Barnaby:
I beheave like Walter Wally
When the streets are full of mud
Mrs. Molloy:
And the bluest Huckelberry isn't bluer than my blood
Minnie:
Have you noticed when I hold my cup
The saucer never moves
Cornelius:
And the way I keep my pinky up
Indubitably proves that
All:
We got elegance
We got built in elegance
And with elegance...elegance...
Elegance...elegance...elegance
We'll carry it off!
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
We got Elegance...
(Version 2)
Jerry Herman, from “Hello Dolly”
Cornelius & Barnaby
Yes,
It's really us
Barnaby and Cornelius
Mrs. Molloy & Minnie
All the guests of Mr. Hackl are
Feelin' great and look spectacular
All
What a knack
There is to that
Acting like a born aristocrat
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
Cornelius
All who are
Well-bred agree
Minnie Fay
Has pedigree
Mrs. Molloy
Exercise your wildest whims tonight
We are out with diamond Jims tonight
Minnie
Could they be
Misleading us?
Cornelius & Barnaby
Silver spoons were used for feeding us
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
All
You can never ever carry it off
Middle class
Don't speak of it
Savoir Faire
We reek of it
Some were born with rags and patches but
We use dollar bills for matches and
Minnie
Vanderbilt
Kowtows to us
Cornelius
J.P. Morgan scrapes and bows to us
All
We've got elegance
We were born with elegance
Cornelius
Have you noticed when I hold my cup
The saucer never moves
Mrs. Molloy
And the way I keep my pinky up
Indubitably proves
All
That we got elegance
We got built in elegance
And with elegance...elegance...
Elegance...elegance...elegance
We'll carry it off!
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off
We got Elegance...
Ross Parker & Hughie Charles (1939)
We'll meet again
Don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through
Just like you always do
‘Til the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away
So will you please say hello
To the folks that I know
Tell them I won't be long
They'll be happy to know
That as you saw me go
I was singing this song
We'll meet again
Don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
So, will you please say hello to the folks that I know?
Tell them I won't be long!
They'll be happy to know that as you saw me go
I was singin' this song:
We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day!
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Wells
Ooho, the Wells
Is a-comin' down the street
Oh please let it be for me
Oho, the Wells
Is a-comin' down the street
I wish, I wish I knew what it could be
I got a box of maple sugar on my birthday
In March I got a gray mackinaw
And once I got some grapefruit from
Oho, the Wells
Is it a prepaid surprise or C.O.D.?
It could be curtains
Or dishes
Or a double boiler
Or it could be
Yes it could be, yes you're right,
It surely could be
Somethin' special
Somethin' very, very special now
Just for me
Oho, the Wells
Is a-comin' down the street
Oh don't let him pass my door
Oho, the Wells
I wish I knew what he was comin' for
I got some salmon from
And I expect a new rockin' chair
I hope I get my raisins from
The D.A.R. have sent a cannon for the courthouse square
Oho, the Wellth Fargo Wagon is a-comin' now
I don't know how I can ever wait to thee
It could be thumthin' for thomone who ith no relathion
But it could be somethin' special just for me
Oho, you Wells
Oho, you Wells
Oho, you Wells
Don't you dare to make a stop until you stop for
By Gayle Garnett
We'll sing in the sunshine,
We'll laugh every day,
We'll sing in the sunshine,
And I'll be on my way.
I know I'll never love you,
The cost of love's too dear.
But though I'll never love you,
I'll stay with you one year.
And we can sing in the sunshine,
We'll laugh every day,
We'll sing in the sunshine,
And I'll be on my way.
My daddy he once told me,
"Hey, don't you love you any man.
Just take what they may give you,
And give but what you can."
We'll sing in the sunshine,
We'll laugh every day,
We'll sing in the sunshine,
And I'll be on my way.
I'll sing to you each morning,
I'll kiss you every night.
But darlin' don't cling to me,
I'll soon be out of sight.
But we can sing in the sunshine,
We'll laugh every day,
We'll sing in the sunshine,
And I'll be on my way.
And when our year has ended,
And I have gone away,
You'll often think about me,
And this is what you'll say:
We sang in the sunshine,
We laughed every day,
We sang in the sunshine,
And then went on our way.
Lyrics by
Al Dubin Music by Harry Warren
We're in the money, we're in the money;
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
We're in the money, that sky is sunny,
Old Man Depression you are through,
You done us wrong.
We never see a headline about breadlines today.
And when we see the landlord we can look that guy right in the eye
We're in the money, come on, my honey,
Let's lend it, spend it, send it rolling along!
Oh, yes we're in the money, you bet we're in the money,
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
Let's go we're in the money, Look up the skies are sunny,
Old Man Depression you are through, you done us wrong.
We never see a headline about breadlines today.
And when we see the landlord we can look that guy right in the eye
We're in the money, come on, my honey,
Let's lend it, spend it, send it rolling along!
(1) The Four Aces
What a diff'rence a day made
Twenty-four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers
Where there used to be rain
My yesterday was blue, dear
Today I'm part of you, dear
My lonely nights are through, dear
Since you said you were mine
What a diff'rence a day makes
There's a rainbow before me
Skies above can't be stormy
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss
It's heaven when
You find romance on your menu
What a diff'rence a day made
And the difference is you
(What a diff'rence a day makes)
(There's a rainbow before me)
(Skies above can't be stormy)
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss
(It's heaven when you find romance on your menu)
What a diff'rence a day made
And the difference is you
What Are You Doing New Years Eve
Frank Loesser
Maybe it's much too early in the game
Ah, but I thought I'd ask you just the same
What are you doing New Years
New Years Eve?
Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it's exactly
Welcoming in the New Year
New Years Eve
Maybe I'm crazy to suppose
I'd ever be the one you chose
Out of a thousand, invitations
You'd receive
Ah, but in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Years
New Years Eve?
Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it's exactly
Welcoming in the New Year
New Year's Eve
What are you doing New Year's Eve?
George Weiss; Bob Thiele
I see trees of green,
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.
The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces
Of people going by.
I see friends shakin' hands,
Saying "How do you do!"
They're really saying
"I love you."
I hear babies cry,
I watch them grow.
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
(Instrumental break)
The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces
Of people going by.
I see friends shakin' hands,
Saying "How do you do!"
They're really saying
"I love you."
I hear babies cry,
I watch them grow.
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
Yes I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
What Did I Have That I Don't Have?
(1)
What did I have that I don't have?
What did he like that I lost track of?
What did I do that I don’t do the way I did before
What isn't there that once was there?
What have I got a great big lack of?
Something in me that
He could see that
Beckons to him no more
I'm just a victim of time
Obsolete in my prime
Out-of-date and outclassed, by my past!
What did he love that there’s none of?
What did I lose the sweet warm knack of?
Wouldn’t I be the late great me if I knew how?
Oh, what did I have I don't have now?
What did I have that I don't have?
What do I need a big supply of?
What was the trick I did particularly well before?
What did he see that’s gone in me?
What did I use that now I'm shy of?
Why is the sequel never the equal?
Why is there no encore?
Where can I go to repair?
All the wear and the tear
Till I’m once again the, previous me!
What did he like that I am not like?
What was the charm that I've run dry of?
What would I give
If my old know-how still knew how?
Oh what did I have?
Tell me where did it go!
What, oh, what did I have that I don’t have now?
What Do You Get When You Fall in Love?
Music: Burt Bacharach Lyrics: Hal David
What do you get
When you fall in love?
A girl with a pin
To burst your bubble
That's what you get
For all your trouble
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
What do you get
When you kiss a girl
You get enough germs
To catch pneumonia
After you do,
She'll never phone ya
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
Don't tell me
What it's all about
'cause I've been there
And I'm glad I'm out
Out of those chains
Those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here
To remind you
What do you get
When you fall in love?
You get enough tears
To fill an ocean
That's what you get
For your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.
What do you get
When you fall in love?
You only get lies
And pain and sorrow
So far at least
Until tomorrow
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
Kiss today goodbye,
The sweetness and the sorrow
Wish me luck, the same to you,
But I can't regret
What I did for love, what I did for love.
Look, my eyes are dry.
The gift was ours to borrow.
It's as if we always knew,
And I won't forget what I did for love,
What I did for love.
Gone,
Love is never gone.
As we travel on,
Love's what we'll remember.
Chorus
Kiss today goodbye,
And point me t'ward tomorrow.
Wish me luck the same to you
Won't forget, can't regret
What I did for love.
What I did for love.
What I did for… Love
Love is never gone.
As we travel on
Love's what we'll remember.
Repeat Chorus
Music: Leslie Briscusse Lyrics: Anthony Newley
What kind of fool am I?
Who never fell in Love
It seems that I'm the only one
That I have been thinking of
What kind of man is this?
An empty shell
A lonely cell
In which an empty heart must dwell
What kind of lips are these
That lied with ev'ry kiss
That whispered empty
Words of love
That left me alone like this
Why can't I fall in love
Like any other man
And maybe then I'll know
What kind of fool I am.
What kind of fool am I?
Who never fell in love
It seems that I'm the only one
That I have been thinking of
What kind of man is this?
An empty shell
A lonely cell
in which an empty heart must dwell
What kind of clown am I?
What do I know of life?
Why can't I cast away
the mask of play
and live my life
Why can't I fall in love
'Til I don't give a damn
And maybe then I'll know
What kind of fool I am.
Irving Berlin (1924)
Gone is the romance that was so divine.
'Tis broken and cannot be mended.
You must go your way,
And i must go mine.
But now that our love dreams have ended...
What'll i do
When you are far away
And I am blue
What'll I do?
What'll I do?
When I am wond'ring who
Is kissing you
What'll I do?
What'll I do with just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?
When I'm alone
With only dreams of you
That won't come true
What'll I do?
<instrumental-one verse>
What'll I do with just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?
When I'm alone
With only dreams of you
That won't come true
What'll I do?
When I fall in love, it will be forever
Or I’ll never fall in love
In a restless world like this is
Love is ended before it’s begun
And too many moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun
When I give my heart
It will be completely
Or I’ll never give my heart
And the moment I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
And the moment I can feel
That you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
(1)
There's a tear in your eye,
And I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such pow'r in your smile,
Sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be;
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile,
And now, smile a smile for me.
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, they steal your heart away.
When the
I've had a mighty busy day. I've had to pack my things away,
And I'm going to give the landlord back his key, the very key,
That opened up my dreary flat, where many weary nights I sat Thinking of the folks down home who think of me.
You can bet you'll find me singing happily.
When the
I'll be right there, I've got my fare.
When I see that rusty-haired conductor man,
I'll grab him by the collar and I'll holler "Alabam'! Alabam'!"
That's where you stop your train that brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain, where my honey-lamb am.
I will be right there with bells, when that old conductor yells,
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam'."
The minute that I reach that place, I'm going to overfeed my face,
'Cause I haven't had a good meal since the day I went away.
I'm going to kiss my Pa and Ma a dozen times for every star,
Shining over
I'll be glad enough to throw myself away.
(To Chorus)
That's where you stop your train that brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain, where my honey-lamb am.
I will be right there with bells, when that old conductor yells,
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam'."
(See Train Songs)
When the Red Red Robin Comes Bob-bob-bobbing Along
Words and Music by Harry Woods
When the red red Robin comes bob-bob-bobbing along, along.
There'll be no more sobbing when he starts throbbing his old sweet song.
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head,
Get up, get up get out of bed,
Cheer up cheer up the sun is red,
Live, love, laugh and be happy.
What if I've been blue, now I'm walking though fields of flowers.
Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours.
I'm just a kid again doing what I did again singing a song.
When the red red Robin comes bob-bob-bobbing along, along.
When the saints go marching in
We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
And we'll all be reunited,
On a new and sunlit shore,
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun begins to shine
And when the sun begins to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun begins to shine
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When you're smiling,
When you're smiling
The whole world smiles with you,
When you're laughing,
When you're laughing,
The sun comes shining thro';
But when you're crying
You bring on the rain,
So stop your sighing,
Be happy again,
Keep on smiling
Cause when you're smiling,
The whole world smiles with you.
Ask any of the chickies in my pen
They'll tell you I'm the biggest mother hen
I love 'em all and all of them love me
Because the system works
The system called reciprocity...
Got a little motto
Always sees me through
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you.
There's a lot of favors
I'm prepared to do
You do one for Mama
She'll do one for you.
They say that life is tit for tat
And that's the way I live
So, I deserve a lot of tat
For what I've got to give
Don't you know that this hand
Washes that one too
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you!
If you want my gravy
Pepper my Ragu
Spice it up for mamma
She'll get hot for you
When they pass that basket
Folks contribute too
You put in for mamma
She'll put out for you
The folks atop the ladder
Are the ones the world adores,
So boost me up my ladder kids
And I'll boost you up yours
Let's all stroke together
Like the
When your strokin mamma
Mamma's strokin you
So what's the one conclusion
I can bring this number to
When you're good to mamma
Mamma's good to you.
When Your Old Wedding Ring Was New
Frankie Froba
When your old wedding ring was new
And each dream that I dreamed came true
I remember with pride
How we stood side by side
What a beautiful picture you made as my bride
Even though silver crowns your hair
I can still see the gold ringlets there
Love's old flame is the same
As the day I changed your name
When your old wedding ring was new
When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are,
Anything your heart desires,
Will come to you.
If your heart is in a dream,
No request is to extreme,
When you wish upon a star,
as dreamers do.
Fate is kind,
She brings to those who love,
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing.
Like a bolt out of the blue,
fate steps in and sees you through.
When you wish upon a star,
Your dreams come true.
Lionel Bart "Oliver!"
Where is love?
Does it fall from skies above?
Is it underneath the willow tree
That I've been dreaming of?
Where is she?
Who I close my eyes to see?
Will I ever know the sweet hello
That's meant for only me?
Chorus
Who can say where she may hide?
Must I travel far and wide?
Till I am beside the someone who
I can mean something to
Where...? Where is love?
Repeat Chorus
When you're awake, the things you think
Come from the dream you dream
Thought has wings, and lots of things
Are seldom what they seem
Sometimes you think you've lived before
All that you live to day
Things you do come back to you
As though they knew the way
Oh the tricks your mind can play
It seems we stood and talked like this, before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing
Are the clothes, you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when
See Shall we Dance?
Whenever I feel afraid
I hold my head erect
And whistle a happy tune
So no one will suspect
I'm afraid
While shivering in my shoes
I strike a careless pose
And whistle a happy tune
And no one ever knows I'm afraid
The result of this deception
Is very strange to tell
For when I fool the people I fear
I fool myself as well
I whistle a happy tune
And ev'ry single time
The happiness in the tune
Convinces me that I'm not afraid
Make believe you're brave
And the trick will take you far
You may be as brave
As you make believe you are
Whistle here
You may be as brave
As you make believe you are
While shivering in my shoes
I strike a careless pose
And whistle a happy tune
And no one ever knows I'm afraid
The result of this deception
Is very strange to tell
For when I fool the people I fear
I fool myself as well
I whistle a happy tune
And ev'ry single time
The happiness in the tune
Convinces me that I'm not afraid
Make believe you're brave
And the trick will take you far
You may be as brave
As you make believe you are
White Sport Coat (And a Pink Carnation), A
A white sports coat and a pink carnation
I'm all dressed up for the dance
A white sports coat and a pink carnation
I'm all alone in romance
Once you told me long ago
To the prom with me you'd go
Now you've changed your mind it seems
Someone else will hold my dreams
A white sports coat and a pink carnation
I'm in a blue blue mood.
I'm all dressed up for the dance
I'm all alone in romance
Once you told me long ago
To the prom with me you'd go
Now you've changed your mind it seems
Someone else will hold my dreams
A white sports coat and a pink carnation
I'm in a blue blue mood
(1) When Nobody Needs Me
1964 Leslie Bricusse Anthony Newley
"The Roar Of the Greasepaint-The Smell Of the Crowd"
Who can I turn to,
When nobody needs me
My heart wants to know,
And so I must go
Where destiny leads me
With no star to guide me,
And no one beside me
I'm on my way
And after the day
The darkness will hide me
And maybe tomorrow,
I'll find what I'm after
I'll throw off my sorrow,
Beg steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you I could learn to
With you on a new day
But who can I turn to
If you turn away?
Lyrics: Ira Gershwin, Music: George Gershwin
Of Thee I Sing 1931 (S)
Let it rain and thunder,
Let a million firms go under.
I am not concerned with
Stocks and bonds that I've been burned with!
I love you and you love me
And that's how it will always be
And nothing else can ever mean a thing
Who cares what the public chatters
Love's the only thing that matters
Who cares if the sky cares to fall in the sea
Who cares what banks fail in
Long as you've got a kiss that conquers?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!
Who cares how history rates me
As long as your kiss intoxicates me?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!
Fosse (All That Jazz)
Who's sorry now
Who's sorry now
Whose heart is aching
Breaking each vow
Who's sad and blue
Who's crying too
Just like I’ve cried over you
Right to the end
Just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You've had your way
Now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Cole Porter 1948
Why can't you behave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
After all the things you told me,
And those promises that you gave,
Oh, why can't you behave?
Why can't you be good?
And do just as you should?
Won't you turn that new leaf over,
So your baby can be your slave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
There's a farm I know near my old home town,
Where we two can go and try settling down.
There I'll care for you forever,
'Cause you're all in the world I crave.
But baby, why can't you behave?
I said I'll care for you forever,
'Cause you're all in the world I crave.
But why, why can't you behave?
Baby, I'm all confused.
M.Leonard & H.Martin (The Yearling)
Why did I choose you?
What did I see in you?
I saw the heart you hide so well
I saw a quiet man who had a gentle way
A way that caught me in its glowing spell
Why did I want you?
What could you offer me?
A love to last a life time through
And when I lost my heart so many years ago,
I lost it lovingly and willingly to you...
If I had to choose again,
I would still choose you...
And when I lost my heart so many years ago,
I lost it lovingly and willingly to you...
If I had to choose again,
I would still choose you...
(2) Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein II; Music: Jerome Kern
I'm walking on the air, dear,
For life is fair, dear, to lovers;
I'm in the seventh heaven
(There's more than seven, my heart discovers),
In this sweet, improbable and unreal world,
Finding you has given me my ideal world.
Refrain:
Why do I love you? Why do you love me?
Why should there be two, as happy as we?
Can you see the why or wherefore
I should be the one you care for?
You're a lucky boy, I am lucky too,
All our dreams of joy seem to come true.
Maybe that's because you love me,
Maybe that's why I love you!
Repeat Refrain
Words & Music: Coleman/Leigh
Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
It's witchcraft
And I've got no defense for it
The heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do
Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
And although, I know, it's strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says yes indeed in me
Proceed with what your leading me to
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
Cause there's no nicer witch than you
Words and Music by B.G. De Sylva (1939)
from the RKO Radio Picture “Love Affair”
starring Irene Dunne & Charles Boyer
Wishing will make it so
Just keep on wishing,
And care will go.
Dreamers tell us dreams come true, it’s no mistake,
And wishes are the dreams we dream,
When we’re awake.
The curtain of night will part,
If you are certain, within your heart,
So if you wish long enough, wish strong enough,
You will come to know,
Wishing will make it so.
Music: Richard Rodgers; lyrics: Lorenz Hart
With A Song In My Heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start,
But it soon is a hymn to your grace
When the music swells,
I’m touching your hand,
It tells that you’re standing near,
And
At the sound of your voice,
Heaven opens its portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice,
That a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
With A Song In My Heart,
For you!
( But I always knew!
I would live life through! )
With A Song In My Heart,
For you!
( With A Song In My Heart! )
(1)
Girls have come and gone apart -
Angelique and Antoinette.
Who did I prefer?
Leslie or Helene?
It was all a blur - and yet, apart.
When Anne comes running down the street,
And I link my arms in hers...
Girls have come and gone -
Girls may come and go.
But something very odd occurs apart, 'cause:
Life is in perfect order with You on my arm!
It makes my shoulders broader with You on my arm!
Even when things won't jell and the pieces won't fit:
I'm suddenly in, I'm suddenly on, I'm suddelny it!
Who else can make me feel like I'm handsome and tall?
Who else can make me feel I'm on top of it all?
I found a combination that works like a charme!
I'm simply a man who walks on the stars,
Whenever it's You on my arm!
Verse 1
Life is a celebration with you on my arm!
Walking's a new sensation with you on my arm!
Each time I face a morning that's boring and bland
With you it looks good,
With You it looks great,
With You it looks grand!
Chorus
Somehow you've put a permanent star in my eye!
Even the dead of winter can feel like July!
I found a combination that works like a charm!
It’s suddenly ou
It’s suddenly ah
Whenever it's you on my arm!
Verse 2
Life is a celebration with you on my arm!
It’s worth the aggravation with you on my arm!
Each time I face a morning that's boring and bland
With you it looks good,
With you it looks great
With you it looks grand!
Repeat Chorus
Ding Dong! The Witch is dead.
Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head,
rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead.
She's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho,
Let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Witch is dead!
Follow the
(We’re Off to See the Wizard)
Follow the
Follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow the
Follow the Yellow Brick, Follow the Yellow Brick,
Follow the
We're off to see the Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
You'll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! there was.
If ever oh ever a Wiz! there was The Wizard of Oz is one because,
Because, because, because, because, because.
Because of the wonderful things he does.
We're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
If I Were King Of The
If I were King of the
Not queen, not duke, not prince.
My regal robes of the forest,
would be satin, not cotton, not chintz.
I'd command each thing, be it fish or fowl.
With a woof and a woof and a royal growl - woof.
As I'd click my heel, all the trees would kneel.
And the mountains bow and the bulls kowtow.
And the sparrow would take wing - If I - If I - were King!
Each rabbit would show respect to me.
The chipmunks genuflect to me.
Though my tail would lash, I would show compash
For every underling!
If I - If I - were King!
Just King!
We represent the Lullaby League,
The Lullaby League, The Lullaby League
And in the name of the Lullaby League,
We wish to welcome you to Munchkinland.
We represent the Lollypop Guild,
The Lollypop Guild, The Lollypop Guild
And in the name of the Lollypop Guild,
We wish to welcome you to Muchkinland.
We welcome you to Munchkinland,
Tra la la la la la
la
From now on you'll be history.
You'll be history,
you'll be history,
you'll be history.
And we will glorify your name.
You will be a bust, be a bust, be a bust
In the Hall of Fame!
Merry
Ha - ha - ha, Ho - ho - ho -
And a couple of tra - la - las
That's how we laugh the day away,
In the Merry
Bzz - bzz - bzz, Chirp - chirp - chirp
And a couple of La - di - das
That's how the crickets crick all day,
In the Merry
We get up at twelve and start to work at one.
Take an hour for lunch and then at two we're done.
Jolly good fun!
Ha - ha - ha, Ho - ho - ho -
And a couple of tra - la - las
That's how we laugh the day away,
In the Merry
Pat, pat here, Pat, pat there,
And a couple of brand new straws.
That's how we keep you young and fair
In the Merry
Rub, rub here, Rub, rub there,
Whether you're tin or brass
That's how we keep you in repair
In the Merry
We can make a dimple smile out of a frown.
Can you even dye my eyes to match my gown? Uh-huh!
Jolly Old town!
Clip, clip here, Clip, clip there,
We give the roughest claws.
That certain air of savoir faire,
In the Merry
Ha - ha - ha - Ho - ho - ho - Ho - ho - ho - ho -
That's how we laugh the day away In the
Ha - ha - ha, Ho - ho - ho - Ha - ha - ha -ha - ha
That's how we laugh the day away, In the
Come out, come out, wherever you are and meet the young lady,
who fell from a star.
She fell from the sky, she fell very far and
is the name of the star.
Kansas, she says, is the name of the star.
She brings you good news. Or haven't you heard?
When she fell out of
A miracle occurred.
It really was no miracle. What happened was just this.
The wind began to switch - the house to pitch and suddenly
the hinges started to unhitch.
Just then the Witch - to satisfy an itch went flying
on her broomstick, thumbing for a hitch.
And oh, what happened then was rich.
The house began to pitch. The kitchen took a slitch.
It landed on the Wicked Witch
in the middle of a ditch,
Which was not a healthy situation for the Wicked Witch.
( = repeated)
... Who began to twitch and was reduced to just a stitch
of what was once the Wicked Witch.
We're Off To See The Wizard
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
I'm as corny as
I'm as normal as blueberry pie.
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful guy!
I am in a conventional dither,
With a conventional star in my eye.
And you will note there's a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy!
I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,
A cliche coming true!
I'm bromidic and bright as a moon happy night
Pouring light on the dew!
I'm as corny as
High as a flag on the Fourth of July!
If you'll excuse an expression I use,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
Lyrics: Ben Raleigh; Music:
Sometimes we walk hand in hand by the sea
And we breathe in the cool salty air
You turn to me with a kiss in your eyes
And my heart feels a thrill beyond compare
Then your lips cling to mine
It's wonderful, wonderful
Oh, so wonderful, my love
Sometimes we stand on the top of a hill
And we gaze at the earth and the sky
I turn to you and you melt in my arms
There we are, darling, only you and I
What a moment to share
It's wonderful, wonderful
Oh, so wonderful, my love
The world is full of wond'rous things it's true
But they wouldn't have much meaning without you
Some quiet ev'ning I sit by your side
And we're lost in a world of our own
I feel the glow of your unspoken love
I'm aware of the treasure that I own
And I say to myself
"It's wonderful, wonderful"
"Oh, so wonderful, my love"
And I say to myself
"It's wonderful, wonderful"
"Oh, so wonderful, my love"
It's rather dull in town,
I think I'll take me to Paree.Mmmmmm.
The mistress wants to open up the castle in
Me doctor recommends a quiet summer by the sea!
Mmmm, Mmmm, wouldn't it be loverly?
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be.
'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
(Repeat)
(1) Kiss Me Kate
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
There's our fav'rite star above.
What a bright, shining star,
Like our love, it's wunderbar!
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
We're alone and hand in glove,
Not a cloud near or far,
Why, it's more than wunderbar!
Gazing down on the
From our secret chalet for two,
Let us drink, Liebchen mein,
In the moonlight benign,
To the joy of our dream come true.
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
What a perfect night for love.
Here am I, here you are,
Why it's truly wunderbar!
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
We're alone and hand in glove,
Not a cloud near or far,
Why, it's more than wunderbar!
Say you care, dear,
For you madly,
Say you long, dear,
For your kiss,
Do you swear, dear?
Darling, gladly,
Life's divine, dear!
And you're mine, dear!
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
There's our fav'rite star above.
What a bright, shining star,
Like our love, it's wunderbar!
Wunderbar, wunderbar! Ah-ah-ah-aha...
What a perfect night for love. Ah-ah-ah-aha...
Here am I, here you are, Ah-ah-ah-aha...
Why it's truly wunderbar! Why it's truly wunderbar!
Wunderbar,
wunderbar! La-la-la-la-la...
There's our fav'rite star above. La-dee-la-deh-la-dah...
What a bright, shining star, Bright, shining star,
Like our love, it's wunderbar!
Yellow Rose Of
Oh the yellow rose of
Her eyes are even bluer than
Her heart's as big as
I'll remember her forever because I love her so
There are so many roses that bloom along the way
But my heart's in
And that's where it will stay
With the yellow rose of
So I'd better get there fast
'Cause I know I was her first love
And I want to be her last
Oh the yellow rose of
Her eyes are even bluer than
Her heart's as big as
I'll remember her forever because I love her so
Gus Kahn/Walter Donaldson
Yes Sir, that's my baby
No sir, I don't mean maybe
Yes sir, that's my baby now
Yes, ma'm, we've decided
No ma'm, we ain't gonna hide it
Yes, ma'm, you're invited now
By the way,
By the way
When we walk up to the preacher I'll say
Yes sir, that's my baby
No sir, I don't mean maybe
Yes sir, that's my baby now
(Instrumental interlude)
By the way, by the way
When we run into the preacher I'll say
I'll say yes sir, that's my baby
No sir, I don't mean maybe
Yes sir, that's my baby now
Richard Carpenter and John Bettis
When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile.
Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well.
Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine.
When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more.
Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed.
It was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away.
Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine.
All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry.
Just like before
It's yesterday once more.
You Always Hurt The One You Love
By Allan Roberts and Doris Fisher
You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it till the petals fall
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall
So if I broke your heart last night,
It's because I love you most of all
You and me
We're the kind of people
Other people would like to be
Wand'ring free
We present the kind of picture
People are glad to see
And we don't care that tomorrow
Comes with no guarantee
We've each other for company
And come what may, you and me
We'll stay together year after year
Won't we, my dear
We’ll always be you and me
Repeat above then
We'll always be you and me
We'll always be you and me
Nacio Herb Brown/Arthur Freed
In my imagination,
I searched the starlit sky so bright,
In my imagination,
There I saw you in the night.
And on the day I saw you,
How could I help but realise?
My lucky star was smiling right there,
Before my very eyes...
You are my lucky star,
I saw you from afar.
Two lovely eyes at me they were beaming, gleaming,
I was star struck.
You're all my lucky charms;
I'm lucky in your arms.
You've opened heaven's portal,
Here on Earth for this poor mortal.
You are my lucky star!
You are woman. I am man.
You are smaller. So I can be taller than.
You are softer to the touch.
It’s a feeling I like feeling very much.
You are someone I’ve admired.
Still our friendship leaves something to be desired.
Does it take more explanation than this?
You are woman I am man. Let’s kiss.
Isn’t this the height of nonchalance?
Furnishing a bed, in restaurants.
Well a bit of dinner never hurt.
But guess who is gonna be dessert.
Do good girls do just what mamma says,
When mamma’s not around?
It’s a feeling, Oy Vay what a feeling!
A bit of pate? Ah, I drink it all day.
Should I do the things they tell me to?
In this pickle, what would Sadie do?
In my soul, I feel an inner lack.
Just suppose he wants his dinner back.
Just some dried up toast in a sliver.
On the top, a little chopped liver. Oh!
How many girls become a sinner while
Waiting for a roast beef dinner? Though
Most girls slip in ordinary ways.
I got style, I do it bordelaise!
Well at least you think I’m special
You ordered A-La-Cart!
It’s a feeling I like feeling very….
I feel the feeling down to my toes!
Now I feel that there’s a fire here
Ooh, try that once, a little higher dear!
What a beast, to ruin such a pearl.
Would a convent take a Jewish girl?
Does it take more explanation than this?
Ooh the thrills, and chills, going through me!
If I stop him now, can he sue me?
You are woman. I are man. Let’s kiss.
You Brought A New Kind Of Love To Me
(1) Album: Louise
Verse:
Sweet one, fairer than the flowers,
Never will I meet one sweeter than you.
Would you turn away or could you
Really every care, If I'd ever dare
To say, "I Love you."?
Chorus:
If the nightingales could sing like you,
They'd sing much sweeter than they do,
For you brought a new kind of love to me.
If the Sandman brought me dreams of you,
I'd want to sleep my whole life through,
For you brought a new kind of love to me.
Bridge:
I know that you're the queen, and I'm the slave,
And yet you will understand
That underneath it all
You're a maid, and I am only a man.
I would work and slave the whole day through
If I could hurry home to you;
For you brought a new kind of love to me.
You Can't Get a Man With a Gun
By Irving Berlin
from Annie Get Your Gun
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun they say,
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day.
And now tell me what have I got?
I'm quick on the trigger,
With targets not much bigger
Than a pinpoint, I'm number one.
But my score with a feller
Is lower than a celler;
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
When I'm with a pistol
I sparkle like a crystal,
Yes, I shine like the morning sun,
But I lose all my luster
When with a bronco buster;
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
With a gun, with a gun,
No you can't get a man with a gun.
If I went to battle
With someone's herd of cattle,
You'd have steak when the job was done,
But if I shot the herder
They'd holler bloody murder,
And you can't shoot a male in the tale like a quail;
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
I'm cool, brave nad daring
To see a lion glaring
When I'm out with my Remington
But a look from a mister
Will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with umbrellers
Are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazing sun.
But a man never trifles
With gals who carry rifles
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
With a gun, with a gun,
No you can't get a man with a gun.
A man's love is mighty,
He'll even buy a nightie
For a gal who he thinks is fun,
But they don't buy pajamas
For pistol packin' mamas
And you can't get a hug from a mug with a slug;
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
If I shot a rabbit,
Some furrier would grab it
For a coat that would warm someone;
But you can't shoot a lover
And use him for a cover
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
If I shot an eagle,
Althought it isn't legal,
He'd be stuffed when the job was done,
But you can't stuff a feller And watch him turnin' yeller;
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
With a gun, with a gun,
No, you can't get a man with a gun.
A Tom, Dick or Harry
Will build a house for Carrie
When the preacher has made them one,
But he can't build you houses
With buck-shot in his trousers,
For a man may be hot, but he's not when he's shot
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
Johnny Ray
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
He’s not so good in a crowd
But when you get him alone,
You’d be surprised.
He isn’t much at a dance
But then when he takes you home,
You’d be surprised.
He doesn’t look like much of a lover,
But don’t judge a book by it’s cover.
He’s got the face of an angel but,
There’s a devil in his eye.
He’s such a delicate thing
But when he starts to squeeze,
You’d be surprised.
He dosn’t look very strong
But when you sit on his knees,
You’d be surprised.
At a party or at a ball,
I’ve got to admit he’s nothing at all,
But in an easy chair,
You’d be surprised.
(4) Cole Porter
I was mighty blue
Thought my life was through
'Til the heavens opened
And I gazed at you
Won't you tell me, dear
Why, when you appear,
Something happens to me
And the strangest feeling goes through me?
You do something to me
Something that simply mystifies me
Tell me, why should it be,
You have the power to hypnotize me?
Let me live 'neath your spell
Do do that voodoo that you do so well
For you do something to me
That nobody else can do
You can pull all the stops out
'Till they call the cops out
Grind your behind till your banned
But you gotta get a gimmick,
If you wanna get a hand.
You can sacrifice your sacro
Working in the back row
Bump in a dump till your dead
But you gotta get a gimmick,
Iif you wanna get ahead
You can ugh!
You can ugh!
You can ugh, ugh, ugh!
That's how burlesque was born
Me I ugh!
And I ugh!
And I ugh, ugh, ugh!
But I do it with a horn
Once I was a schleppe'
Now I'm Miss Mazeppa
With my revolution in dance
You gotta get a gimmick
If your gonna have a chance.
She can ugh!
She can ugh!
She can ugh, ugh, ugh!
Ain't gonna make her rich.
Me I ugh!
And I ugh!
And I ugh, ugh, ugh!
But I do it with a switch
I'm electrifyin'
And I ain't even tryin'
I never have to sweat to get paid
'Cause if you gotta gimmick
Gypsy girl you got it made
All the ugh!
And the ugh!
And the ugh, ugh, ugh!
Ain't gonna spell success
Me I ugh!
And I ugh!
And I ugh, ugh, ugh!
But I do it with finesse
Dressy Tessy Turra
Is so much more demure'
Than all them other ladies because
Cause if you gotta gimmick
Then you're gonna get applause
If you wanna make it
Twinkle while you shake it
If you wanna grind it
Wait 'till you've refined it
If you wanna bump it
Bump it with a trumpet
So get yourself a gimmick
And you too
Can be a star
Heart
You've gotta have heart
All you really need is heart
When the odds are sayin
You'll never win
That's when the gring should start
You've gotta have hope
Mustn't sit around and mope
Nothins half as bad as it may appear
Wait'll next year and mope
When your luck is battin zero
Get your chin up off the floor
Mister you can be a hero
You can open any door
There's nothin to it but to do it
You gotta have heart
Miles and miles and miles of heart
Oh it's fine to be a genius of course
But keep that old horse before the cart
First you've gotta have heart
You've gotta have heart
All you really need is heart
(When the odds are sayin you'll never win
That's when the grin should start)
You've gotta have hope
Mustn't sit around and mope
Nothins half as bad as it may appear
Wait'll next year and mope
When your luck is battin zero
Get your chin up off the floor
Mister you can be a hero
You can open any door
There's nothin to it but to do it
You gotta have heart
Miles and miles and miles of heart
Oh it's fine to be a genius of course
But keep that old horse before the cart
First you've gotta have heart
You Keep Coming Back Like a Song
(2) Irving Berlin
Can't run away from you, dear
I've tried so hard but I fear
You'll always follow me near and far
Just when I think that I'm set
Just when I've learned to forget
I close my eyes, dear, and there you are
You keep coming back like a song
A song that keeps saying, remember
The sweet used-to-be
That was once you and me
Keeps coming back like an old melody
The perfume of roses in May
Returns to my room in December
From out of the past
Where forgotten things belong
You keep coming back like a song
Jones / Newman
Ivor Morton & The Harry Roy Band
You’ve got me crying again
You’ve got me sighing again
What is this love all about?
I’m in, I’m out
Your kisses right from the start
Came from your lips, not your heart
You make me happy and then
Somebody new looks good to you
You’ve got me crying again
Just crying for you
You'll never get away from me.
You can climb the tallest tree.
I'll be there somehow.
True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat."
But a little thing like that
Couldn't stop me now.
I couldn't get away from you,
Even if you told me to,
So go on and try.
Just try and you're gonna see
How you're gonna not at all
Get away from me.
Rose, I love you, but don't count your chickens.
Come dance with me.
I warn you that I'm no Boy Scout.
Relax awhile, come dance with me.
So don't think that I'm easy pickin'.
The music's so nice.
Rose, 'cause I just may some day pick up and pack out.
Oh, no you don't. No, not a chance.
No arguments, shut up and dance.
You'll never get away from me.
You can climb the tallest tree.
I'll be there somehow.
True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat."
But a little thing like that
couldn't stop me now.
I couldn't get away from you,
even if I wanted to.
Well, go on and try.
Just try
Ah, Rose.
and you're gonna see
Ah, Rose
how you're gonna not at all
get away from me.
Darling, I'm so blue without you
I think about you the live-long day
When you ask me if I'm lonely
Then I only have this to say
You'll never know just how much I love you
You'll never know just how much I care
And if I tried, I still couldn't hide
My love for you
You ought to know, for haven't I told you so
A million or more times?
You went away and my heart went with you
I speak your name in my ev'ry prayer
If there is some other way to prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
You'll never know if you don't know now
You'll never know just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
You said goodbye,
No stars in the sky refuse to shine
Take it from me, it's no fun to be alone
With moonlight and memories
Kiss me Once, Then Kiss me Twice
Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Haven't felt like this, my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I've dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Ah, kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long time
Haven't felt like this my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time
You'll never know how many dreams
I dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Long, long time
I Don't Want To Walk Without You
I don't want to walk without you, Baby
Walk without my arm about you, Baby
I thought the day you left me behind
I'd take a stroll and get you right off my mind
But now I find that
I don't want to walk without the sunshine
Why'd you have to turn off all that sunshine?
Oh, Baby, please come back or you'll break my heart for me
'Cause I don't want to walk without you
I don't want to walk without you
I don't want to walk without you
No, siree
Oscar Hammerstein, Richard Rogers
When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark,
At the end of the storm is a golden sky.
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone
(1)
Chorus
You made me love you
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it
You made me want you
And all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it
You made me happy sometimes
You made me glad
But there were times dear
You made me feel so bad
You made me sigh for
I didn't wanna tell you
I didn't wanna tell you
I want some love that's true
Yes, I do, 'deed I do
You know I do
Verse
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie what I sigh for
You know you've got the brand of kisses
That I'd die for
You know you made me love you
Repeat Chorus
Verse
I can’t tell you what I’m feeling
The very mention of your name sends my heart reeling
You know you made me love you
I don’t really care if the whole world stops
As far as I’m concerned,
You’ll always be the tops
You know you made me love you
You made me cry for
I didn't wanna tell you
I didn't wanna tell you
I want some love that's true
Yes, I do, 'deed I do
You know I do
You make me feel so young
You make me feel like spring has sprung
Every time I see you grin
I'm such a happy individual
The moment that you speak
I want to go and play hide-and-seek
I want to go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon
You and I, are just like a couple of tots
Running across the meadow
Picking up lots of forget-me-nots
You make me feel so young
You make me feel there are songs to be sung
Bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung
And even when I'm old and gray
I'm gonna feel the way I do today
'Cause you make me feel so young
You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby
Mercer, Warren
You must have been a beautiful baby
You must have been a wonderful child
When you were only starting
To go to kindergarten
I bet you drove the little boys wild.
And when it came to winning blue ribbons
You must have shown the other kids how.
I can see the judges' eyes
As they handed you the prize
You must have made the cutest bow.
You must've been a beautiful baby
Cause baby, look at you now.
Does your mother realize
The stork delivered quite a prize
The day he left you on the family tree?
Does your dad appreciate
That you're merely supergreat
The miracle of any century?
If they don't just send them both to me.
You must have been a beautiful baby
You must have been a wonderful child.
When you were only starting to go to kindergarten
I bet you drove the little boys wild.
And when it came to winning blue ribboms
You must have shown the other kids how.
I can see the judges' eyes as they handed you the prize
You must have made the cutest bow.
You must've been a beautiful baby
Cause baby look at you now.
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein, II; Music: Richard Rodgers.
I touch your hand and my arms grow strong.
Like a pair of birds that burst with song.
My eyes stare down on your lovely face,
and I hold the world
in my embrace.
Younger than springtime - are you.
Softer than starlight - are you.
Warmer than winds of June
are the gentle lips you gave me.
Gaier than laughter - are you.
Sweeter than music - are you.
Angel and lover
Heaven and Earth are you to me.
And when your youth and joy
invade my arms.
And fill me heart as now they do
then...
Younger than springtime - am I.
Gaier than laughter - am I.
Angel and lover
Heaven and Earth am I with you.
Younger than springtime - are you.
Softer than starlight - are you.
Warmer than winds of June
are the gentle lips
you gave me.
Gaier than laughter - are you.
Sweeter than music - are you.
Angel and lover
Heaven and Earth are you to me.
And when your youth and joy
invade my arms.
And fill me heart as now they do
then...
Younger than springtime - am I.
Gaier than laughter - am I.
Angel and lover
Heaven and Earth am I with you.
You're 16 (You're Beautiful and You're Mine)
by richard sherman and robert
You come on like a dream, peaches and cream,
Lips like strawberry wine.
You're sixteen, you’re beautiful and you're mine.
You're all ribbons and curls, ooh, what a girl,
Eyes that sparkle and shine.
You're sixteen, you’re beautiful and you're mine.
You're my baby, you're my pet,
We fell in love on the night we met.
You touched my hand, my heart went pop,
Ooh, when we kissed, I could not stop.
You walked out of my dreams and into my arms,
Now you're my angel divine.
You're sixteen, so beautiful and you're mine.
Ah, play it for me!
Oh, play that thing, randy!
Saxophone!"
You're my baby, you're my pet,
We fell in love on the night we met.
You touched my hand, my heart went pop,
Ooh, when we kissed, I could not stop.
You walked out of my dreams and into my car,
Now you're my angel divine.
You're sixteen, so beautiful and you're mine.
You're sixteen, so beautiful and you're mine.
You're sixteen, you're beautiful and you're mine.
by George M. Cohan
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
by George M. Cohan
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy,
A Yankee Doodle do or die,
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July!
I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's my Yankee Doodle joy.
Yankee Doodle came to
Just to ride the ponies.
I am that Yankee Doodle boy
Dolly Dawn
Words of praise
In a well turned phrase
Never seem to spring
From my heart,
I'm never one who reaches
For sentimental speeches;
I'm not versed and I'm not rehearsed
In the kind of words that are smart,
Still I can speak sincerely
And tell you just as clearly.
You're a sweetheart if there ever was one,
If there ever was one it's you.
Life without you
Was an incomplete dream,
You are every sweet dream come true.
My search was such a blind one
And I was all at sea,
I never thought I'd find one
Quite so perfect for me,
You're a sweetheart if there ever was one,
If there ever was one it's you
You're Getting to be a Habit With Me
(1) Lyrics: Al Dubin; Music Harry Warren 1932
Every kiss, every hug
Seems to act just like a drug
You're getting to be a habit with me
Let me stay in your arms
I'm addicted to your charms
You're getting to be a habit with me
I used to think your love was something
That I could take or leave alone
But now I couldn't do without my supply
I need you for my own
Oh, I can't break away
I must have you everyday
As regularly as coffee or tea
You've got me in your clutches
And I can't break free
You're getting to be a habit with me
(Irving Berlin)
Verse 1
I hear singing and there's no one there
I smell blossoms and the tree's are bare
All day long I seem to walk on air
I wonder why, I wonder why?
I keep tossin in my sleep at night
And what's more, I've lost my appetite
Stars that used to twinkle in the skies
Are twinkling in my eyes, I wonder why?
Verse 2
You don’t need analyzing
It's not so surprising
That you feel very strange but nice
Your heart goes pitter-patter
I know just what's the matter
Because I've been there once or twice
Put your head on my shoulder
You need someone who's older
A rub down with a velvet glove
There is nothing you can take
To relieve that pleasant ache
You're not sick, you're just in love!
Repeat (1) and (2) at the same time
There is nothing you can take
To relieve that pleasant ache
You're not sick, you're just in love!
There is nothing you can take
To relieve that pleasant ache
You're not sick, you're just in love!
(1) Nat King Cole
Words: Mort
1931 revue "The Laugh Parade"
You're my everything, underneath the sun
You're my everything, rolled up into one
You're my only dream, my only real reality
You're my idea of a perfect personality
You're my everything, everything I need
You're the song I sing, and the book I read
You're a way beyond belief
And just to make it brief
You're my winter, summer, spring, my everything
You're my everything (everything I need)
You're the song I sing and the book I read
You're a way beyond belief
And just to make it brief
You're my winter, summer, spring, my everything
You're
Nobody Till Somebody Loves You
(1) Larry Stock, Russ Morgan, James Cavanaugh
You're
nobody till somebody loves you
You're nobody till somebody cares
You may be king, you may possess,
The world and its gold
But gold won't bring you happiness,
When you're growing old
The world’s still the same
You'll never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
You're nobody 'till somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love
You're
nobody till somebody loves you
You're nobody till somebody cares
You may be king, you may possess,
The world and its gold
But gold won't bring you happiness,
When you're growing old
The world still is the same
You'll never change it, or re-arrange it
As sure as the stars shine above
You're nobody till somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody,
Go out and grab yourself somebody
Go out and find yourself somebody
To Love!
Cole Porter (Anything Goes)
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 expressed
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least I'll tell you how great you are
You're the top! You're the Colosseum
You're the top! You're the
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet
You're Mickey Mouse
You're the
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
Billy
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, babe, you shine
And I can feel after very line
A thrill divine down my spine
Now gifted human 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
You're the National Gallery,
You're Garbo's salary
You're cellophane
You're sublime, you're a turkey dinner
You're the time of a
I'm a toy balloon that is 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
Billy You're Whistler's mama
Billy
You're a rose
You're Inferno's Dante
You're the nose on the great Durante
I'm just in the way
As the French would say "de drop"
But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top
Billy
You're the top! You're a dance in
You're the top! You're a hot tamale
You're an angel, you simply too, too, too diveen
You're a Boticelli, you're Keats
Billy
You're Ovaltine
You're a boon, you're a dam at boulder
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
Billy
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
You're the boats that glide on the sleepy
You're an old Dutch master
Billy You're Lady Astor
You're broccoli, you're romance
You're the steppes of
You're the pants on a Roxy usher
I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop
Reno & Billy
But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
From Present Arms 1928
Lyrics by Lorenz Hart, music by Richard Rodgers
Verse 1 (
In the spring when the feeling was chronic
And my caution was leaving you flat,
I should have made use of the tonic
Before you gave me that!
A mental deficient you'll grade me.
I've given you plenty of data.
You came, you saw and you slayed me,
And that-a is that-a!
Refrain:
I'm a sentimental sap, that's all.
What's the use of trying not to fall?
I have no will,
You've made your kill
'Cause you took advantage of me!
I'm just like an apple on a bough
And you're gonna shake me down somehow.
So what's the use,
You've cooked my goose
'Cause you took advantage of me!
I'm so hot and bothered that I don't know
My elbow from my ear.
I suffer something awful each time you go
And much worse when you're near.
Here am I with all my bridges burned,
Just a babe in arms where you're concerned,
So lock the doors
And call me yours
'Cause you took advantage of me.
Verse 2 (Edna):
When a girl has the heart of a mother
It must go to someone, of course;
It can't be a sister or brother
And so I loved my horse.
But horses are frequently silly-
Mine ran from the
And left me alone for a filly,
So I-a picked you-a.
Repeat Refrain
You've Got To See Mamma Ev'ry Night
(1922, Con Conrad (m), Billy Rose (w))
Verse 1
Daddy dear, listen here, Mamma's feeling blue.
I don't see much of you, And that will never do.
Once a week Mamma's cheek, Gets a kiss or two.
I'm not showing you the door,
But I must lay down the law!
Chorus 1
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma at all.
You've got to kiss Mamma and treat her right,
Or she won't be home when you call.
Now if you want my company,
You can't "fifty fifty" me.
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma at all.
Chorus 2
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma at all.
You've got to kiss Mamma, treat her right,
Or she won't be home when you call.
I don't want the kind of man,
Who works on the installment plan.
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma at all.
Interlude
Monday night I sat alone,
Tuesday night you didn't phone,
Wednesday night you didn't call,
And on Thursday night, the same old stall.
Friday night you dodged my path,
Saturday you took your bath,
Sunday night you called on me,
But you brought three girls for company!
Verse 2
Daddy dear, when you're near, Ev'ry thing's O.K.
But when you stay away, I mope around all day.
I must know where you go,
And what makes you gay,
I don't want to share my love,
With another turtle dove.
Chorus 3
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma at all.
You've got to kiss Mamma, treat her right,
Or she won't be home when you call.
Now I don't care for the kind of shiek,
Who does his shieking once a week.
You've got to see Mamma ev'ry night,
Or you can't see Mamma, your sweet Mamma, you can't see your Mamma at all.
Music by Nacio Herb Brown and lyrics by Arthur Freed , 1929
Life was a song, you came along
I lie awake the whole night through
If I should dare, to think you
You were meant for me
I was meant for you!
Nature patterned you, an' when she was done
You were all the sweet things rolled in one!
You're like a plaintive melody
That never lets me free
I'm content, the angels must have sent you
And they meant you just for me!
You . . . were . . . meant . . . for me!
I . . . was . . . meant . . . for you!
I'm content,
The angels must have sent you
And they meant you
Just for me!
(1) Lyric Jack Brooks and Saul Chaplin Music Harry Warren
From Summer Stock
Joe:
I'm glad I met you,
You wonderful you,
I won't forget you,
You wonderful you.
You're like a breath of spring,
A whole new thing has happened.
And without much ado,
I look at you
And there stands love.
My arms around you,
That's wonderful, too,
I'm glad I found you,
You wonderful you,
Remember, finders keepers,
Losers weepers,
And because that's true,
You're mine now, you wonderful you.
Lyrics by Mack Gordon
JANE (Talking): I like that.
JOE: (Talking): And then their dance. A nice easy dance, nice easy, soft...
Singing:
You're like a breath of spring,
A whole new thing has happened,
And without much ado
I look at you and there stands love,
My arms around you,
Yhat's wonderful too.
So glad I found you, you wonderful you.
Remember finder's keepers
JANE: losers weepers
BOTH:
And because it's true,
You're mine now, you wonderful you.
HARRY:
When you wore a tulip, a big yellow tulip
And I wore a big red rose.
When you caressed me,
'twas then Heaven blessed me,
What a blessing no one knows.
BOTH:
You made life cheery when you called me dearie,
'twas down where the bluegrass grows,
Your lips were sweeter than julep,
When you wore a tulip,
And I wore a big red rose.
written by Robert Mellin and Lotar Olias
adapted from a German tune
lyrics as recorded in 1953 by The
Hugo Winterhalter and His Orchestra
You, you, you
I'm in love with you, you, you
I could be so true, true, true
To someone like you, you, you
Do, do, do
What you oughta do, do, do
Take me in your arms, please do
Let me cling to you, you, you
We were meant for each other
Sure as heavens above
We were meant for each other
To have, to hold and to love
You, you, you
There's no one like you, you, you
You could make my dreams come true
If you say you love me too
------ instrumental break ------
We were meant for each other
Sure as heavens above
We were meant for each other
To have, to hold and to love
You, you, you
There's no one like you, you, you
You could make my dreams come true
If you'd say you love me too
Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart
James F. Hanley
Never could carry a tune
Never knew where to start
You came along, when everything was wrong
And put a song in my heart
Dear when you smiled at me
I heard a melody
That haunted me from the start
Something inside of me,
Started a symphony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart
'Twas like a breath of spring
I heard a robin sing
'Bout a nest set apart
All nature seemed to be,
In perfect harmony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart
Your eyes made skies seem blue again
What else could I do again
But keep repeating through again
I love you, love you
I still recall the thrill
I guess I always will
I hope t’will never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine,
A rhapsody divine
Zing! Went the strings of my heart
Zippity do da,
Zippity ai,
My oh my what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine heading my way.
Zippity do da,
Zippity ai
Mr. blue bird's on my shoulder,
It's the truth, it's factual,
Everything is satisfactual.
Zippity do da,
Zippity ai,
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!