Judy Garland - Miss Show Business / Judy [box] (2002) by Judy Garland (보컬) on maniadb.com

Twas on a bright morning in Summer
When I first heard his voice spakin' low
As he said to a colleen beside him
"Who's that pretty girl milking her cow?"

Och many times often ye met me
And told me that I should be
You darling, Acushla,
A Lana Mavourneen, Asuilish machree

Purty girl, purty girl,
With no on there to show her how
The purt, purt, purty girl is now
Milking her cow

I have not the manners or graces
Of the girls in the world where ye move
And I have not their beautiful faces
But oh, I've a heart that can love

And if it please ye, I'll dress me in satin
With jewels, jewels in me brow
But och, don't be after forgettin'
Your purty girl milking her cow

Purty girl, purty cow,
I'm sure this song would have never been wrote
If the pretty girl hadda been milking her goat
But the goat wasn't feeling well anyhow
So the pretty girl was milking her cow.

Her cow, her cow...
La, la, la, la, la, la...
La, la, la la, la, la, la La, la, la, la
A purty girl milking her cow!

Rock a bye, your baby,
with a dixie melody.
When you croon, croon a tune,
from the heart of dixie.Just hang my cradle, mammy mine,
right on that masoned, dixen line.
And swing it from virginia, to tennese,
with all the love that's in ya.Weep no more, my lady,
sing that song again, for me.
Sing on black joe,just as though,
you have me on your knees.A Million baby kisses, i'll deliver,
if you will only play that swanee river.
Rock a bye your rock a bye baby,
with a dixie melody.OH!!Weep no more, my lady,
sing that song again, for me.
Sing on black joe,just as though,
you have me on your knees.A Million baby kisses, i'll deliver,
if you will only play that swanee river.
Rock a bye your rock a bye baby,
with a dixie melody!

It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's got a smile that makes the lilac wanta grow
He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by

Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
Troubles fly away and life is easy go
Does he love me good, that's all I need to know

Seems like happiness, is just a thing called Joe

Little Joe, little Joe, little Joe

After you've gone and left me cryin'
After you've gone there's no denyin'
You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad
You'll miss the dearest pal you've ever hadThere'll come a time, now don't forget it
There'll come a time when you'll regret it
Someday, when you grow lonely
Your heart will break like mine and you'll want me only
After you've gone, after you've gone awayAfter you've gone and left me cryin'
After you've gone there's no denyin'
You're gonna feel blue, and you're gonna feel sad
You're gonna feel bad
And you'll miss, and you'll miss,
And you'll miss the bestest pal you ever hadThere'll come a time, now don't forget it
There'll come a time when you'll regret it
But baby, think what you're doin'
I'm gonna haunt you so, I'm gonna taunt you so
It's gonna drive you to ruin
After you've gone, after you've gone away.

Just imagine
That he loves me dearly.
Just imagine
That I'm here sincerely.
I'm pretending
That he's sending
Love note ending
"I love you!".

Seems that he's there
As the day is closing;
On his knees there,
I hear him proposing!
He's not present,
Still it's pleasant,
Just imagine that it's true.

Seems that he's there
As the day is closing;
On his knees there,
I hear him proposing!
Till I win you,
I'll continue
To imagine that it's true.

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 Empire State
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!

When April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
So when it's raining have no regrets
Because it isn't raining rain you know
It's raining violets

And when you see clouds up on a hill
You know they'll bring crowds of daffodils
So just keep looking for a bluebird
And listening for his song
Whenever April showers come along

And when you see clouds up on the hill
You know there'll be crowds of daffodils
So just keep looking for a bluebird
And listening for his song
Whenever April showers come a-long...

Wonderful pals are always hard to find
Some folks have one, some folks have none
And I was alone for years, but fate was kind
And in the end, sent me a friend
Although he's not much higher than my knee
Still he's the greatest thing on earth to me

Dirty hands, dirty face
Leads the neighbours a chase
But his smile is as cute as can be
Making noise, breaking toys
He's always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they're a vision to see

And when my work is done
Coming home from the setting sun
To the gate he will start to run
And then I'll kiss my boy

Dirty hands, dirty face
Little devil, that's what they say
But to me he's an angel of joy

Dirty hands, dirty face
Leads the neighbours a chase
But his smile, his little smile, is as cute as can be
Making noise, breaking toys, Ha-ha-ha
He's always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they're his Mother's
And they're a vision to me

And when my work is done
Coming home, coming home to the setting sun
From the gate he'll start to run
And then, Ohhh! I'll kiss my boy

Dirty hands, dirty face
Little devil, that's what they say
But to me he's an angel of joy

I'm sitting on top of this great big wonderful world
'Cause 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 want to shout "hooray"

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

Oh boy, I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day

Waking skies
At Sunrise,
Every sunset too,
Seems to be
Bringing me
Memories of you.

Here and there,
Everywhere,
Scenes that we once knew,
And they all
Just recall
Memories of you.

How I wish I could forget
Those happy yesteryears
That have left a rosary of tears.

Your face beams
In my dreams,
Spite of all I do!
Everything
Seems to bring
Memories of you.

How I wish I could forget
Those happy yesteryears
That have left a rosary of tears.

Your face beams
In my dreams,
Spite of all I do!
Everything
Seems to bring
Memories,
All those memories of you.

Free and easy, that's my style
Howdy-do me, watch me smile
Fare-thee-well me after a while
'Cause I gotta roam
And any place I hang my hat is home

Sweetenin' water, cherry wine
Thank you kindly, suits me fine
Kansas City, Caroline
That's my honeycomb
'Cause any place I hang my hat is home

Birds roostin' in a tree
Pick up and go, and the goin' proves
That's how it oughta be
I pick up too when the spirit moves me
(I go where it behoves me)
Cross the river, 'round the bend
"Hello stranger!", "So long friend!"
There's a voice in the lonesome wind
That keeps whisp'ring, "Roam!"
I'm going where a welcome mat is
No matter where that is
'Cause any place I hang my hat is home