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Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I'm clingin' to 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, That music I hear, I get misty,whenever you're near. Can't you see that you're leading me on? And it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you. On my own, When I wander through this wonderland alone, Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove I'm too misty, and too much in love. I'M JUST too misty, And too much In love..... |
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They say into your early life romance came
And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I see you now Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry |
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Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice warmer than the summer night,
The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy height, Each star it's own aurora borealis suddenly you held me tight, I could see the midnight sun. I can't explain the silver rain that found me or was that moonlit veil, The music of the universe around me or was that a nightingale, And then your arms miraculously found me suddenly the sky turned pail, I could see the midnight sun. Was there such a night? It's a thrill I still don't quite believe, But after you were gone there was still some stardust on my sleeve. The pain of it may dwindle to an ember and the stars forget to shine, And we may see the meadow in December, Icy white and crystalline, But oh my darlin’ always I'll remember when your lips were close to mine, And I saw the Midnight Sun |
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Solitude (Eddie Delange, Irving Mills, Duke Ellington)
In my solitude you haunt me With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair Filled with despair Nobody could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude I'm praying Dear Lord above Send back my love Alternative lyric: In my solitude you haunt me With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair I'm filled with despair There's no one could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude I'm praying Dear Lord above Send back my love |
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How High the moon - (Nancy Hamilton / Morgan Lewis)
Somewhere there's music How faint the tune Somewhere there's heaven How high the moon There is no moon above When love is far away too Till it comes true That you love me as I love you Somewhere there's music How near, how far Somewhere there's heaven It's where you are The darkest night would shine If you would come to me soon Until you will, how 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, how still my heart How high the moon |
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The concert was over in Carnagie Hall
The maestro took bow after bow He said, "My dear friends I have given my all. I'm sorry, it's all over now." When from the balcony way up high There suddenly came a mournful cry Oh, Mr. Paganini Please play my rhapsody And if you cannot play it won't you sing it? And if you can't sing you simply have to Scat Listen Paganini, We breathlessly await your masterful dtente Go on and sling it And if you can't sling it you simply have to Scat We heard your repertoire And at the final bar We greeted you with wild applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation of: a'I never cared much for moonlight skies I never blinked back at fireflies' Would do So, Paganini don't you be a meanie What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it, you simply have to Scat Listen Paganini, please play my rhapsody And if you cannot play it, wont you sing it? If the boys is bopping Aint no need in stopping Scat Listen Paganini, We breathlessly await your masterful dtente Come on and spring it If the boys is bopping Aint no need in stopping Scat I heard your repertoire and At the final bar We greeted you, we greeted you With wild applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation of Scat Listen Paganini Now, don't you be a meanie What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it, you simply have to Swing it |
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Sweet Georgia Brown
(Kenneth Casey - Maceo Pinkard) No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet but oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown I'll tell you why, you know I don't lie... much It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town Since she came why it's a shame how she coos 'em down Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown |
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{Spoken} Thank you. We'd like to do something for you now.
We haven't heard a girl sing it. And since it's so popular, we'd like to try and do it for you. We hope we remember all the words.{} Oh, the shark has pearly teeth, dear And he shows them, pearly white Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear And he keeps it out of sight Oh, the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though, wears Macheath dear So there's not, not a trace of red On a Sunday, Sunday morning Lies a body, oozin' life Someone's sneaking 'round the corner Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be Mack the Knife? Oh, what's the next chorus? To this song, now This is the one, now I don't know But it was a swinging tune And its a hit tune So we tried to do Mack The Knife Ah, Louis Miller Oh, something about cash Yeah, Miller, he was spending that trash And Macheath dear, he spends like a sailor Tell me, tell me, tell me Could that boy do, something rash Oh Bobby Darin, and Louis Armstrong They made a record, oh but they did And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas We're making a wreck, what a wreck Of Mack The Knife {Louis Armstrong imitation} Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah nop do bo de do bah bah bah nop do bo de do Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear And do bo bo bah bah bah nop do bo de do {} So, you've heard it Yes, we've swung it And we tried to Yes, we sung it You won't recognize it It's a surprise hit This tune, called Mack The Knife And so we leave you, in Berlin town Yes, we've swung old Mack We've swung old Mack in town For the Darin fans, And for the Louis Armstrong fans, too We told you look out, look out, look out Old Macheath's back in town |
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You ain't been blue; no, no, no.
You ain't been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues". Always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low, I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me, I'm just a soul who's bluer than blue can be. When I get that mood indigo, I could lay me down and die. |
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Night and stars above that shine so bright
The myst'ry of their fading light That shines upon our caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep Across the sand so I may keep The mem'ry of our caravan This is so exciting You are so inviting Resting in my arms As I thrill to the magic charms Of you beside me here beneath the blue My dream of love is coming true Within our desert caravan! |
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Laura is the face in the misty lights
Footsteps that you hear down the hall The laugh that floats on a summer night That you can never quite recall And you see Laura on the train that is passing through Those eyes how familiar they seem She gave your very first kiss to you That was Laura but she's only a dream <instrumental interlude> And you see Laura on the train that is passing through Those eyes how familiar they seem She gave your very first kiss to you That was Laura but she's only a dream |
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The moon is the same moon above you
Aglow with its cool evening light But shining at night, in Tunisia Never does it shine so bright The stars are aglow in the heavens But only the wise understand That shining at night in Tunisia They guide you through the desert sand Words fail, to tell a tale Too exotic to be told Each night's a deeper night In a world, ages old The cares of the day seem to vanish The ending of day brings release Each wonderful night in Tunisia Where the nights are filled with peace (bridge) (scat) {Repeat all twice} (scat) Each wonderful night in Tunisia |
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Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Life is bare Gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather Just can't get my poor old self together I'm weary all the time, the time So weary all of the time When he went away The blues walked in and met me If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray The lord above will let me Walk in the sun once more Can't go on Everything I had is gone Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Keeps raining all of the time I walk around, Heavy-hearted and sad Night comes around And I'm still feeling bad Rain pourin' down Blinding every hope I had This pitter 'n patter 'n beatin' 'n spatterin' drivin' me mad Love, love, love, love This misery will be the end of me (bridge) When he went away The blues walked in and met me If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray The lord above will let me Walk in the sun once more Can't go on Everything I had is gone Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time, the time Keeps raining all the time |
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Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so exciting (inviting) Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-knighting Shimmering clouds - glimmering crowds (glittering crowds and shimmering clouds) In canyons of steel They're making me feel - I'm home It's autumn in New York That brings a (the) promise of new love Autumn in New York Is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands (They) All sigh for exotic lands (But) It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again This autumn in New York Transforms the slums into Mayfair Autumn in New York You'll need no castles in Spain Lovers that bless the dark On benches in Central Park (But) It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again - in New York |
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A cigarette that bares 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 painted swings These foolish things Remind me of you. You came, You saw, You conquered me When you did that to me I knew somehow this had to be The winds of march that made 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 First daffodils And long excited cables And candle lights A little corner table And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you The park at evening When the bell has sounded The pier in france With all the gulls around it The beauty that is spring 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 midnight trains At empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside Dance invitations Oh how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you Gardenia perfume Lingering on a pillow Wild strawberries Only seven francs a kilo And still my heart has wings, 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 crosby sings 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 scent of smoldering 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. |
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A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes A fine romance, you won't nestle A fine romance, you won't wrestle I might as well play bridge With my old maid aunt I haven't got a chance This is a fine romance A fine romance, my good fellow You take romance, I'll take jello You're calmer than the seals In the Arctic Ocean At least they flap their fins To express emotion A fine romance with no quarrels With no insults and all morals I've never mussed the crease In your blue serge pants I never get the chance This is a fine romance |
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Everytime I look down
on th this timeless town whether blue or gray be the sky Whether loud be her cheer or where soft be her tear More and more do I realize I love Paris in the springtime I love Paris in the fall I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles I love Paris every moment Every moment of the year I love Paris why oh why do I love Paris Because my love is near Oh, I love Paris every moment Every moment of the year I love Paris My oh, my do I love Paris Because my love is near |
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My mama done tol' me
When I was in pigtails My mama done tol' me A man's gonna sweet-talk and give you the big eyes But when the sweet-talking's done A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night Now the rain's a-fallin' Hear the train a-callin, "whoo-ee!" My mama done tol' me Hear that lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "whoo-ee!" My mama done tol' me A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's A-echoin' back th' blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide it's light When you get the blues in the night Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song He knows things are wrong, and he's right From Natchez to mobile, From Memphis to St. Joe Wherever the four winds blow I been in some big towns An' heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A man's a two-face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide it's light When you get the blues in the night Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song He knows things are wrong, and he's right From Natchez to mobile, From Memphis to St. Joe Wherever the four winds blow I been in some big towns An' heard me some big talk But there is one thing I know A man's a two-face, a worrisome thing Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night Yes the lonely, lonely blues in the night |
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