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They were standing in a crowded station,
So unaware, Of all the people there! I didn't mean to hear their conversation, But anyone could tell, It was their last farewell! Good-bye Sue, All the best of luck to you! You've been my only gal, Whats more, my best pal! Please don't cry, Smile until the clouds roll by! Don't kiss me dear, just walk away, Or I could never ever say, Good-bye, good-bye Sue! ( Good-bye Sue ) My little Sue! ( All the best of luck to you! ) Good luck to you! ( Youve been my only gal, Whats more, my best pal! My best pal! ) Please don't cry, Smile until the clouds roll by! Don't kiss me dear, just walk away, Or I could never ever say, Good-bye, good-bye Sue! Words and Music by Jimmy Rule, Lou Ricca and Jules Loman, 1943 With Mixed Chorus Recorded June 20, 1943, New York |
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Oh what did Del-a-ware boy, what did Delaware
What did Del-a-ware boy, what did Delaware She wore a brand New Jersey, She wore a brand New Jersey, She wore a brand New Jersey, That's what she did wear One, two, three, four Oh, why did Cali-fon-ia Why did Cali-fon why did Cali-fon-ia Was she all alone She called to say Ha-wa-ya She called to say Ha-wa-ya She called to say Ha-wa-ya That's why she did call Uno, deis, tre, quatro Oh what did Missi sip boy What did Missi sip What did missi sip Through her pretty lips She sipped a Minne sota She sipped a Minne sota She sipped a Minne sota That's what she did sip Where has Oregon boy Where has Oregon If you wan Al-ask-a Go ahead and ask her She went to pay her Texas She went to pay her Texas She went to pay her Texas That's where she has gone Well how did Wis-con-sin boy She stole a New-brass-key Too bad that Arkan saw boy And so did Tenne-see It made poor Flori-di boy It made poor Flori-di, you see She died in Miss-our-I boy She died in Miss-our-I Oh what did Del-a-ware boy, what did Delaware FADE |
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If they made me a king I'd be but a slave to you
If I had everything I'd still be a slave to you If I ruled the night, stars and moon so bright Still I'd turn for light to you If the world to me bowed yet humbly I'd flee to you If my friends were a crowd I'd turn in my need to you If I ruled the earth what would life be worth If I hadn't the right to you If I ruled the night, stars and moon so bright Still I'd turn for light to you If the world to me bowed yet humbly I'd flee to you If my friends were a crowd I'd turn in my need to you If I ruled the earth what would life be worth If I hadn't the right to you |
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You are never far away from me,
When we part I hold your memory! You linger in my dreams, When day has flown . . . And through the lonely night, I'm not alone! When two sweethearts care, as you and I, There's no sadness in the word, good-bye! Because you're always in my heart my love, Wherever I may be, You are never far away from me! Music and Lyrics by Allan Roberts and Robert Allen |
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What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love?
It seems that I'm the only one that I have been thinkin' 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 every 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! Why can't I fall in love like any other man? And maybe then I'll kno' what kind of fool I am! |
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You came,
I was alone, I should have known, you were temptation! You smiled, luring me on, my heart was gone, and you were temptation! It would be thrilling if you were willing, and if it can never be, pity me, for you were born to be kissed, I cant resist, you are temptation, and I am yours! Here is my heart! Take it and say, that well never part! Im just a slave, only a slave, to you! Temptation, Im your slave! ~ from the MGM film "Going Hollywood" Music by Nacio Herb Brown, lyrics by Arthur Freed |
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Maybe . . . you'll think of me, when you are all alone,
maybe the one who is waiting for you will prove untrue Then, what will you do? Maybe . . . you'll sit an' sigh, wishing that I were near Then, maybe you'll ask me to come back again and maybe, I'll say maybe! Maybe . . . ( maybe every now an' then, maybe ) you'll think of me, when you are all alone ( wondering what I'm doin' and if I'm alone ) maybe the one who is waiting for you ( will prove untrue ) ( what'll you say? ) then, what will you do? ( what'll you do? ) Maybe . . . ( maybe as the days go by, maybe ) you'll sit an' sigh wishing that I were near ( 'cause you're just a little blue an' lonely ) Maybe you'll ask me to come back again . . . and maybe . . . I'll say . . . maybe! Words and Music by Allan Flynn and Frank Madden , 1940, 1952 |
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Dream on little dreamer dreamer on
Dream on little dreamer dreamer on I get a heart full of butterflies, lookin' into your dreamy eyes Dream on ( Dream on! ) little dreamer dreamer on! Dream on little dreamer dreamer on Dream on little dreamer dreamer on Dream about a love so true, dream about how I love you Dream on ( Dream on! ) little dreamer dreamer on! You know I love you, I love you, I need you so bad Each night I realize, when you close your dreamy eyes Dream on little dreamer dreamer on Dream on little dreamer dreamer on Dream about a love so fine, sweet as apple berry wine Dream on ( Dream on! ) little dreamer dreamer on! ...little dreamer dreamer on! |
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Till the end of time,
long as stars are in the blue, long as theres a spring, a bird to sing, Ill go on loving you. Till the end of time, long as roses bloom in May, my love for you will grow deeper, with every passing day. Till the wells run dry, and each mountain disappears, Ill be there for you, to care for you, through laughter and through tears. So, take my heart in sweet surrender, and tenderly say that Im, the one you love and live for, till the end of time. Music and Lyrics by Ted Mossman and Buddy Kaye, Published 1945 Adapted from Chopin's Polonaise No. 6 in A Flat Major |
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It's water . . . melon weather,
that summer kind of weather, when people get together an' sing! It's the time of year the stars seem to dance with laughter an' the moon's so big an' ripe it can hardly climb! So, why don't you meander to your best gal's veranda an' sorta, kinda, hand her the ring? For it's the sweetheart kissin' season, and all the world's in rhyme, when it's watermelon sweet love tellin' time! This is the time to sing this kind of purdy little ditty a walkin' along an' singin' a song an' clinging to someone purdy, the type of a tune to go with the moon that's sailin' along a way on high! After strollin' a while, for maybe a mile, remember to stop an' pop the question! if your timin' is right, your future is bright, as bright as a watermelon sky! An' then when you found a bench for two, you found your cue to linger the chance you sought, to show what you bought, you happily thought to bring her, to cinch the thing, you give her the ring, you purchased from the five an' dime! Take her in your arms an' whisper, that you are mine all mine, with that line to sell, I'm here to tell, that you'll do well in watermelon time! For it's the sweetheart kissin' season, and all the world's in rhyme, when it's watermelon sweet love tellin' time! Music by Hoagy Carmichael with lyrics by Paul Francis Webster |
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Alone from night to night youll find me,
Too weak to break the chains that bind me, I need no shackles to remind me, Im just a prisoner of love! For one command I stand and wait now, From one whos master of my fate now, I cant escape for its too late now, Im just a prisoner of love! Whats the good of my caring, if someone is sharing those arms with me! Although she has another, I cant have another, for Im not free! Shes in my dreams awake or sleeping, Upon my knees to her Im creeping, My very life is in her keeping, Im just a prisoner of love . . . Whats the good of my caring, if someone is sharing those arms with me! Although she has another, I cant have another, for Im not free! Shes in my dreams awake or sleeping, Upon my knees to her Im creeping, My very life is in her keeping, Im just a prisoner of love . . . Music by Russ Columbo and Clarence Gaskill, with lyrics by Leo Robin and Published 1931 |
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( Pa pa pa pia, pa pa pa pia, pia, pia . . . )
Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont let the moon break your heart! Love blooms at night, In daylight it dies, Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont keep your heart from me, For some day Ill return, And you know youre the only one Ill ever love! Too many nights! ( Too many nights! ) Too many stars! ( Too many stars! ) Too many moons could change your mind! ( Dont let the moon change your mind! ) If Im gone too long, Dont forget where you belong, When the stars come out remember you are mine! Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont let the moon break your heart! Love blooms at night, In daylight it dies, Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont keep your heart from me, For some day Ill return, And you know youre the only one Ill ever love! ( Dont let the stars get in your eyes, . . . Dont let the moon break your heart! ) ( Pa pa pa pia, pa pa pa pia . . . ) 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, Dont you linger in the moonlight when Im gone! ( While Im gone! ) Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont let the moon break your heart! ( Dont let the moon break your heart! ) Love blooms at night, In daylight it dies, Dont let the stars get in your eyes, Dont keep your heart from me, For some day Ill return, And you know youre the only one Ill ever love! ( Ill ever love! ) Ill ever love! Youre the only one! ( Youre the only one! ) Ill ever love! |
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The summer wind came blowin' in, across the sea!
It lingered there to touch your hair, and walk with me! All summer long we sang a song, and strolled the golden sand, Two sweethearts and the summer wind! Like painted kites, the days and nights, went flyin' by, The world was new, beneath the blue umbrella sky! And softer than a piper man, one day called to you, I lost you to the summer wind! Now I'm alone, I might have known, but who can guess? I'd hear a sound, and turn around to emptiness! I run to see, who can it be, that laughter on the stair? But who is there? The summer wind! Music by Henry Mayer ( original Danish lyrics by Hans Bradtke ) 1965 English lyrics Johnny Mercer |
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'Twas just a garden in the rain,
close to a little leafy lane a touch of colour 'neath skies of gray! The raindrops kissed the flower beds the blossoms raised their thirsty heads a perfumed thank you they seem to say! Surely here was charm beyond compare to view maybe it was just that I was there with you! 'Twas just a garden in the rain, but then the sun came out again and sent us happily on our way! Surely here was charm beyond compare to view but, maybe it was just that you were there dear, you were so lovely! 'Twas just a garden in the rain, but then the sun came out again and sent us happily on our way! Just a garden in the rain! |
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How insensitive . . . I must have seemed
When she told me that she loved me . . . How unmoved an' cold . . . I must have seemed When she told me so sincerely . . . Why . . . she must have asked Do I just turn an' stare in icy silence? What was I to say . . . What can you say when a love affair is over? < instrumental break > Now, she's gone away And I'm alone with a memory of her last look . . . Vague an' drawn an' sad . . . I see it still All her heartbreak in that last look . . . How . . . she must have asked Could I just turn an' stare in icy silence? What was I to do . . . What can one do when a love affair is over? What can you do When a love affair is over? It's over . . . |
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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 The thing that's known as romance is wonderful Wonderful, in every way, so they say! Words & Music by Irving Berlin |
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I confess that it's you that I adore
I confess each day I love you more Is it sinful to kiss you and thrill If it's sinful, then darling, I'm guil-ty I confess the dreams I can't control You possess my dreams, my very soul I'm yours for the taking, I'll never give less So answer yes, confess what I confess! < instrumental break > I confess the dreams I can't control You possess my dreams, my very soul I'm yours for the taking, I'll never give less So answer yes, confess what I confess! Words and Music by Jack Lawrence, Gunnar Hoffsten and Tryggve Arnesson |
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I've got a yearning to caress you,
One thought keeps burning in my soul, A hungry yearning to possess you, It's far beyond control! I want your love for now, forever, I want you heart and soul! My life, I'd give to you, Anema e core . . . I only live for you, Anema e core . . . I have but one desire, And it's to love you, With all my heart, with all my soul, My whole life through! From stars I'll make your crown, And kneel before you, I pray you'll take my hand, For I adore you! Open up the doors leading to heaven, A heaven mine and yours, Anema e core . . . < Italian lyrics > |
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If I'm lucky, you will tell me that you care,
That we'll never be apart . . . If I'm lucky, this will be no light affair, It's forever, from the start . . . If I'm lucky, there'll be moonbeams all around, Shining bright as day . . . You will hold my hand and you'll understand, All I cannot seem to say . . . If I am lucky, there will be a time an' place You will kiss me, we'll embrace . . . In that moment, every wishful dream I ever knew Will come true . . . If I'm lucky, I will go through the years with you . . . If I am lucky, there will be a time an' place You will kiss me, we'll embrace . . . In that moment, every wishful dream I ever knew Will come true . . . If I'm lucky, I will go through the years with you . . . ~ from the 20th Century-Fox film "If I'm Lucky" Words and Music by Eddie Delange and Joseph Myrow |
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No other love have I
Only my love for you Only the dream we knew No other love Watching the night go by Wishing that you could be Watching the night with me Into the night I cry "Hurry home, come home to me Set me free Free from doubt and free from longing." Into your arms I'll fly Locked in your arms I'll stay Waiting to hear you say "No other love have I." No other love (Into the night I cry) "Hurry home, come home to me Set me free Free from doubt and free from longing." Into your arms I'll fly Locked in your arms I'll stay Waiting to hear you say "No other love have I." No other love (No other love) No other love |
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When you're the father of boys,
How you worry, But when you're the father of girls, You do more than that, You Pray! From the time of diaper and pin, ‘Till the time they cry, "don't come in!" ‘Till the time you gown them in white, And give them away, You worry, you worry, You worry, night and day! When she's a plain little girl, How you worry, But when she's a beautiful thing, You do more than that, You pray! Boys come ‘round when they want a date, Girls may only stay home and wait, When she's out you sit up all night, With her first baby toy! You trust her, but worry, ‘Cause you were once a boy! When you're the father of boys, How you worry, But when you're the father of girls, You do more than that, You pray! |
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Sonata, my sonata
I hear your haunting theme and I begin to dream! You linger, my sonata in every reverie you bring your love to me! Please, play on, make my dream love stay when you're gone she fades away! Sonata, when I find her, each tender note you play will be my serenade! Please, play on, make my dream love stay when you're gone she fades away! Sonata, when I find her, each tender note you play will be my serenade! . . . my sonata! |
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You alone, you alone,
Are the dream I have known, Bringing love to my lonely heart! Now there's heaven in view, Now the dream has come true, For tonight I have you alone! Now that your eyes have told me, You are my love my own, Come to my arms and hold me, I live for you alone! Solo tu, solo tu . . . [ italian ] You alone, you alone, Are the dream I have known, Bringing love to my lonely heart! Now there's heaven in view, Now the dream has come true, For tonight I have you alone! |
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( Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . )
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? Sunrise sunset, sunrise, sunset, Swiftly flow the days, Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, Blossoming even as they gaze . . . Sunrise sunset, sunrise, sunset! Swiftly fly the years, One season following another, Laden with happiness and tears . . . One season following another, Laden with happiness and tears . . . ( Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . ) |
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Do you recall that night in June when first we met?
Do you remember love the words we spoke? Have you forgotten all the tender vows we made In the silent magical moonbeams light? Gone are the golden dreams With summer roses And all of our tender-est vows Were made but to be broken Song of songs Song of memory And broken melody of love and life Nevermore to me Can that melody Fill the heart With the joy once it knew Oh night of bliss, night of June and love Beneath the stars amid the roses Oh dream of delight that faded at dawn Oh song of songs Oh night of bliss When you were my whole world of love! When you were my whole world of love... Of love! |
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Papa loves mambo
Mama loves mambo Look at 'em sway with it, gettin' so gay with it Shoutin' "ol" with it, wow! (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Papa does great with it, swings like a gate with it Evens his weight with it, now! He goes to, she goes fro He goes fast, she goes slow He goes left 'n' she goes right (Papa's lookin' for mama but mama is nowhere in sight) Papa loves mambo Mama loves mambo Havin' their fling again, younger than Spring again Feelin' that zing again, wow! (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Don't let her rumba and don't let her samba 'cause papa loves mama tonight (ooh!) (Papa loves mambo) (Mama loves mambo) (Papa loves mambo) (Mama loves mambo) He goes to, she goes fro He goes fast, she goes slow He goes left 'n' she goes right (Papa's lookin' for mama but mama is nowhere in sight) (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Havin' their fling again, younger than Spring again Feelin' that zing again, wow! (ooh!) (Papa loves mambo) Mambo papa (Mama loves mambo) Mambo mama (Don't let her rumba and don't let her samba) 'cause papa Loves a mambo tonight (ooh!) |
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( In these crazy times,
How very sweet to know, Our love is like the love of long ago . . . In these crazy times, When life is wild and strange, Our feelings for each other never change . . . ) Old things make way for new things, Yet we still cling to the true things, We will always be ruled by the heart! In these crazy times, When rockets fly in space, When quick success is all they're dreaming of, How blessed we are with our love! ( Old things make way for new things, Yet we still cling to the true things . . . ) We will always be ruled by the heart! In these crazy times, When rockets fly in space, When quick success is all they're dreaming of, How blessed we are with our love! ( In these crazy, crazy times! ) |
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Far away places, with strange soundin' names,
far away over the sea . . . Those far away places, with the strange soundin' names, are callin', callin' me . . . Goin' to China or maybe Siam, I wanna see for myself . . . Those far away places, I've been readin' about, in a book that I took from a shelf . . . I start gettin' restless whenever I hear the whistle of a train . . . I pray for the day I can get under way and look for those castles in Spain! They call me a dreamer, well maybe I am, But I know that I'm burnin' to see Those far away places, with the strange soundin' names, Callin' . . . callin' . . . me . . . Words and Music by Alex Kramer and Joan Whitney, 1948 |
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Hip, hop, hoop . . . oh ho ah ha !
Hip, hop, hoop . . . oh ho ah ha ! Hip, I didn't know lips could kiss, ( Hip hip ) Hup I didn't know wives could flirt, ( Hup hup ) Hoop, I didn't know girls could be like "Tina Marie" ( Hoop hoop ) Hip I didn't know I could sing, ( Hip hip ) Like a penny boat in a gale . . . What she's doin' will be the ruin of me. ( Oh ho ha ha ) Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina, Ah ha! You sweet little schemer, Tina Marie ( Tina, Tina Marie ) Oh what you do, Your brand of voo do's too much for me . . . Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina, Ah ha! Oh how I dream of stealin' your charms, I'm gonna marry us, Some day I'll carry you off in my arms . . . ( Oh ho ha ha ) Hip, I used to be a good time Joe, ( Hip hip ) Kiss a gal and just let her go, ( go go ) Hoop, I really was dealin' free till a Tina Marie . . . Mister Cupid you stacked the deck, Why'd you throw me a queen by heck . . . Now she's braggin' she's fixed my wagon for me . . . ( Oh ho ah ha ) Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina, Ah ha! You sweet little schemer, Tina Marie ( Tina, Tina Marie ) Oh what you do, Your brand of voo do's too much for me . . . Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina, Ah ha! Ho, Ho, how I dream of stealin' your charms, I'm gonna marry us, Some day I'll carry you off in my arms . . . ( Ho, Ho ) Hip, she tells me to jump, an' I jump, ( Jump, jump! ) Hoop, she tells me to dance, an' I dance, Gotta listen or get no kissin' from "Tina Marie" ( Hip hip! ) Hip, she really did clip my wings, ( Clip, clip! ) Hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings, Is it human the things she's doin' to me? ( Ho, Ho. Ah Ha! ) Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina, Ah ha! Oh Ho, how I dream of stealin' your charms, I'm gonna marry us, Some day I'll carry you off in my arms . . . Off in my arms . . . Oh Ho! Ha Ha! Tina Marie! |
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It's impossible, tell the sun to leave the sky, it's just impossible
It's impossible, ask a baby not to cry, it's just impossible Can I hold you closer to me and not feel you goin' through me But the second that I never think of you, oh how impossible Can the ocean keep from rushin' to the shore, it's just impossible If I had you, could I ever want for more, it's just impossible And tomorrow, shouldya ask me for the world, somehow I'd get it I would sell my very soul and not regret it For to live without your love is just impossible Repeat second verse Impossible, immmmmm-impossible |
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Oh! hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me,
Its so new to me, whatcha do to me, Hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, When youre holdin me tight! Never dreamed anybody could kiss thata way, Bring me bliss thata way, Whata a kiss thata way! What a wonderful feelin to feel thata way, Tell me where have ya been all my life! Oh! hot ziggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, Its so new to me, whatcha do to me, Hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, When youre holdin me tight! Never knew that my heart could go zing thata way, Ting-a-ling thata way, Make me sing thata way! Said goodbye to my troubles, they went thata way, Ever since you came into my life! Oh! hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, Its so new to me, whatcha do to me, Hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, When youre holdin me tight! Theres a cute little cottage for two thata way, Skies are blue thata way, Dreams come true thata way, If you say I can share it with you thata way, Ill be happy the rest of my life! Oh! hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, Its so new to me, whatcha do to me, Hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, When youre holdin me tight! Oh! hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, How my future will shine! Hot diggity, dog ziggity boom, whatcha do to me, From the moment youre mine . . . . Hotdog! |
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Something in the way she moves,
Attracts me like no other lover, Something in the way she woos me . . . I don't wanna leave her now, You know I believe in how . . . Don't wanna leave her now . . . Somewhere in her smile she knows, That I don't need no other lover, Something in her style that shows me . . . I don't wanna leave her now, You know I believe in how . . . Don't wanna leave her now . . . You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, I don't know . . . You stick around, now it may show, I don't know, I don't know . . . < instrumental bridge > Something in the way she knows, And all I have to do is think of her, Something in the things she shows me . . . I don't wanna leave her now, You know I believe in how . . . Don't wanna leave her now . . . You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, I don't know . . . You stick around, now it may show, I don't know, I don't know . . . Something in the way she moves, Attracts me like no other lover, Something in the way she woos me . . . I don't want to leave her now, You know I believe in how . . . Don't wanna leave her now . . . Don't wanna leave her now . . . Words and Music by George Harrison |
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Ah! when my jukebox baby takes the floor 'round the old jukebox in the candy store the joint starts jumpin' till the roof comes tumblin' down! ( Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah! ) Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'est doll in town! ( Jukebox baby! ) Put a nickel in for Maybelline ( Jukebox baby! ) drop another one for seventeen ( Jukebox baby! ) whisper to your daddy-o three little love words ( Ko-ko-mo! ) How ya gonna get your homework done when you keep that jukebox on the run? You don't dig Latin like ya dig that crazy sound ( Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah ) Hmmm . . . Jukebox baby . . . you're the swingin'est doll in town! ( Jukebox baby! ) I hear you knockin' ( Jukebox baby! ) Keep the coin box hoppin' ( Jukebox baby! ) Tell me sincerely That you ain't forgettin' no " Tina Marie" ( Hip-hip, hop-hop, ho-ho, hah hah! ) Oh! jukebox baby . . . my jukebox baby . . . jukebox baby! ( Ju-jukebox baby . . . jukebox baby . . . jukebox baby! ) All your lunch time money goes down the slot You could live on air if the music's hot You just ain't quittin' till ya rock that clock around! ( Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah ) Da de dah de dah! . . . Jukebox baby . . . you're the swingin'est doll in town! Hah!! . . . [ ( Jukebox baby! ) You're a "chick" and there's a cutie . . . always singin' "Tutti-Frutti" . . . ] ( See ya later! . . . Alligator! ) Oh! hey, wing-a-dinga what a dungaree doll I've found! Well then there now . . . Jukebox baby . . . jukebox baby! You're the wingin'est, dingin'est, swingin'est "doll" in town! |
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When Im alone at night,
And theres no one to comfort me, I think of you . . . And suddenly my pillow is your face and your arms. And when the winter wind comes chasin after me, I think of you . . . And its as though I crawl beneath the blanket soft and warm. How did I get from dark to daylight, Before you happened to pass by? How did I find my way through life, Before you brightened up my sky? Was there a sky at all, Until you painted it for me? How did I get on, Till you came along? Who knows how many times I pause in every day, To think of you? As often as the sun sails out upon the silent sea! And if youre wonderin why it is I only think of you, Well its because Id like to be as close to you, As youve become to me! I think of you . . . I think of you . . . |
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Forever and ever,
My heart will be true! Sweetheart, forever, I'll wait for you! We both made a promise, That we'd never part, Let's seal it with a kiss, Forever my Sweetheart! Let bygones be bygones forever, We'll fall in love once again . . . So, let's tell the world of our new love divine, Forever and ever you'll be mine! Forever and ever, My heart will be true! Sweetheart, forever, I'll wait for you! We both made a promise, That we'd never part, Let's seal it with a kiss, Forever my Sweetheart! Let bygones be bygones forever, We'll fall in love once again . . . So, let's tell the world of our new love divine, Forever and ever you'll be mine! We both made a promise, That we'd never part, Let's seal it with a kiss, Forever my Sweetheart! Bygones be bygones forever . . . |
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You're more than life to me,
More than eternity . . . And the more I know of you, All the more I love you . . . I need you more each day, Much more than words can say. . . More than forevermore, I'll be yours. . . The silver moon will fade too soon, And bring the dawn when you'll be gone . . . Before you go, please let me know, That what you feel is really real . . . So do not grieve that I must leave, Because I live only for, Your love an' mine, More and more! ( repeat first two verses ) More than forevermore, I'll be yours! |
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<lyrics>When you're weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all, I'm at your side, Oh! When times get rough, And friends just can't be found . . . Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down! Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down! When you're down an' out, when you're on the street, When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you, I'll take your part, Oh! When darkness comes, And pain is all around . . . Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down! Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down! Sail on silver girl, sail on by, Your time has come to shine, all your dreams are on their way, See how they shine, Oh! When you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind . . . Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind! Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind! Words and Music by Paul Simon |
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Somebody up there likes me,
somebody up there cares! Somebody up there knows my fears, and hears my silent prayers! Talks with me when Im lonely, walks with me when the night is long! Yes, somebody up there likes me, whatever betide me, Hell comfort and guide me, and stand beside me, right or wrong! Hell stand beside me, right or wrong. As sure as he likes the stars, the earth and the gentle sea, Im certain that somebody, yes somebody up there likes me! Music by Bronislau Kaper and lyrics by Sammy Cahn |
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And I love you so
The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead That is my believe And yes I know how lonelyless can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free but I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me |
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Some enchanted evening you may see a stranger
You may see a stranger across a crowded room And 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 And 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 feel her call you across a crowded room Then fly to her side and make her your own Or all through 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 |
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( I'm On My Way To A Star )
Dream along with me, I'm on my way to a star Come along, come along, leave your worries where they are Up and beyond the sky, watchin' the world roll by Sharin' a kiss, a sigh, just use your imagination! On a cloud of love, we'll hear the music of night We can wink at the moon as we hold each other tight And if we go in the right direction, heaven can't be very far Dream along with me, I'm on my way to a star! < instrumental break > ( We can wink at the moon as we hold each other tight . . . ) And if we go in the right direction, heaven can't be very far Dream along with me, I'm on my way to a star! |
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Don't look so sad, I know it's over,
But life goes on and this ol' world will keep on turning. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together, There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning. Lay your head upon my pillow, Hold your warm and tender body close to mine, Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft across the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times . . . I'll get along, you'll find another, And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me, Don't say a word about tomorrow, or forever, There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me . . . Lay your head upon my pillow, Hold your warm and tender body close to mine, Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft across the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times . . . For the good times . . . Words and Music by Kris Kristofferson |
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She may be weary,
but young girls they do get weary, wearin' the same shabby dress yes, but when she's weary, try a little tenderness . . . You know she's waitin' just anticipatin all the things she may never possess while she's without them try a little tenderness . . . It's not just sentimental no no, she has her grief and her care, and a word that's soft an' gentle, makes it easier to bear . . . You won't regret it no no, women don't forget it, love is their whole happiness, it's all so easy, just try a little tenderness . . . < instrumental break > You got ta squeeze her don't tease her baby baby hit me na na na na you got ta squeeze her don't tease her You won't regret it, women don't forget it, love is their whole happiness, it's all so easy, try a little tenderness . . . Words and Music by Harry M. Woods, James Campbell and Reginald Connelly |
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Can't sleep at night without dreams of you,
And now you fill my daydreams too! Where you're concerned, when did this feeling start to grow in me, where you're concerned? Why did it take so long for me to see? I can't pretend I'm just a friend, where you're concerned? If love is just a game, then I can't play, where you're concerned! I never thought I'd feel this way, but now, I want to live, just to give, where you're concerned! Can't sleep at night without dreams of you, and now you fill my daydreams too! Where you're concerned, If love is just a game, then I can't play, where you're concerned! I never thought I'd feel this way, but now, I want to live, just to give, where you're concerned! |
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original release Perry, it's such a beautiful night, let's take a ride? ~ Nah! Well how about a walk thru the park? ~ No! Would you like soda? ~ Nah! Well, what would you like to do? I wanna go home, with you! ~ Oh! I wanna go home with you! I wanna meet the family, I'm sure that they'll approve of me I wanna go home, with you! ~ you do? an' nobody else will do! Kissing goodnight at your front door makes me love you more an' more I wanna go home with you! Oh! Oh! Perry, here come my two sisters ( Hi Perry!, Hi Perry! ) Hi Jay, Hi Marge! Ah! What are you doing here? ( We're just walking! ) Well, why don't you just walk along? Go get yourself a soda! ( Nah! ) Why don't you go to a movie? ( Nah! ) Well, what do you wanna do? ( Nah! ) We wanna go home, with you! ( Ah da dee! ) We wanna go home with you! ( What, the three of ya? ) We wanna meet your family, we know your pa an' ma will agree We wanna go home, with you! an' nobody else will do! An' when we get your front door we're gonna love you more an' more We wanna go home . . . We wanna go home! Why he's my date! I saw him first! ( wild chatter! ) Now wait a minute girls, don't fight, girls, just a moment, listen to me girls, just a moment, JUST A MOMENT! ( Perry! You stay out of this! ) Oh! Oh! I lost my head! I guess I'll go home alone, I'm gonna go home alone! |
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Nothin's gonna harm you, not while I'm around!
Nothin's gonna harm you, "No Sir!" Not while I'm around! Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays, I'll send then howling, I don't care, I got ways! No one's gonna hurt you, no one's gonna dare! Others can desert you, not to worry, whistle, I'll be there! Demons will charm you with a smile, for a while, But in time, nothin' can harm you, Not while I'm around! Demons will charm you with a smile, for a while, But in time, nothin's gonna harm you, Not while I'm around! Not while I'm around! ~ from "Sweeney Todd, The Demon Barber of Fleet Street" Words and Music by Stephen Sondheim, 1978 |
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Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo
I hear a polka and my troubles are through Hoop-Dee-Dee, Hoop-Dee-Dee This kind of music is like heaven to me Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo Has got me higher than a kite Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight When there's a trombone playin' <sound of trombone> I get a thrill, I always will When there's a concertina stretched about a mile I always smile 'cause that's my style When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet Plays a tune so sweet that I could die Lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more 'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doin' kind of guy (Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-De-Doo (I hear a polka and my troubles are through)-ha, ha, ha, ha (Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Dee) Hoop-De-Dee (This kind of music is like heaven to me) Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo) Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo) Has got me higher than a kite Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight (When there's a trombone playing) <Como imitates trombone> (He gets a thrill) I get a thrill, I always will (He always will) (When there's a concertina) stretched about a mile I always smile (You'll see him smile) 'cause that's my style (Oh, that's his style) When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet (Plays a tune so sweet that we could die) Ah, yes lead me to the floor and hear me yell For more 'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doing kind of guy Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo It's got us higher than a kite They're in clover, we're in bloom, when we're dancing give us room Hoop-De-Doing it with all of our might Rain may fall and snow may come, nothings gonna stop us from Hoop-Dee-Doing it Hoop-Dee-Doing it Hoop-Dee-Doing it tonight |
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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 Till 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 sound 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 want to 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 Till 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 sound 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 want to 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 |
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The colors of my life, are bountiful and bold!
The purple glow of indigo, the gleam of green an' gold! The splendor of a sunrise, the dazzle of a flame, The glory of a rainbow, will put 'em all to shame! No quiet browns or grays, I'll take my days instead, And fill them 'till they overflow, with rose and cherry red! And should this sunlit world, grow dark one day, The colors of my life, will leave a shining light, To show the way! No quiet browns and grays, I'll take my days instead, And fill them 'till they overflow, with rose and cherry red! And should that sunlit world, grow dark one day, The colors of my life, will leave a shining light, The colors of my life will light the way! ~ from the Broadway musical "Barnum" Music by Cy Coleman and lyrics by Michael Stewart , 1980 Notable Music Co. Inc. |
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( just born to be your baby . . .
Just born to be . . . ) Some people are born to be doctors, Some are born to be lumber jacks Some are born just to take life easy Others are born to break their backs! But I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . Nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . Just born to be . . . ) Some people will kiss and nothin' happens Other hearts are made of stone But whenever I feel our lips meet Somethin' starts crawlin' all through my bones! 'cause I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . Nobody else will do! ( just born to be . . . ) If now an' then you start to wonder Will I be the perfect mate? Don't you worry my purdy little darlin' It was all arranged by fate! 'cause I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . ( it's true, it's true! ) Nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . Just born to be . . . ) Some people will search for love a lifetime Some never feel love in their hearts But I was born with a silver spoon I had your love'a right from the start! Yes! I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . ( it's true, it's true! ) Nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . Just born to be your own! ) Yes! I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . ( it's true, it's true! ) Nobody else will do! ( nobody else will do! ) Yes! I'm just born to be your baby Just born to love you baby, It's true . . . ( it's true, it's true! ) Ah . . . nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . ) nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . ) nobody else will do! ( just born to be your baby . . . ) nobody else will do! |
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If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why cant I paint you? The words would never show, the you Ive come to know . . . If a face could launch a thousand ships, then where am I to go? Theres no one home but you, youre all thats left me to . . . And when my love for life is running dry, You come and pour yourself on me . . . If a man could be two places at one time, Id be with you, tomorrow and today, beside you all the way . . . If the world should stop revolving, Spinning slowly down to die, Id spend the end with you when the world was through . . . Then one by one the stars would all go out . . . Then you and I would simply fly away! Words and Music by David A. Gates |
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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 wanna hold her You'll have a pocket full of starlight Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket Never let it fade away (never let it fade away) Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket Save it for a rainy day (save it for a rainy day) For love may come and tap you on the shoulder Some starless night And just in case you feel you wanna hold her You'll have a pocket full of starlight.. 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 when your troubles start multiplying And they just might It's easy to forget them without tryin' with just a pocketful of starlight Catch a falling star, put it in your pocket Never let it fade away (never let it fade away) Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket Save it for a rainy day (rainy day) Save it for a rainy day (rainy day) Save it for a rainy day - |
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It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face? You've been content to let me shine You always walked a step behind I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength Only a face without a name I never once heard you complain Did you ever know that you're my hero? And everything I'd like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle 'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings It might have appeared to go unnoticed But I've got it all here in my heart I want you to know I know the truth I would be nothin' without you Did you ever know that you're my hero? And everything I'd like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle 'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings You are the wind beneath my wings |
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Lost in the shuffle, I've drifted an' strayed
Bruised by the city, bewildered, betrayed With a heart heavy laden with faltering strides I have come to the bridge, to the line that divides! What am I doing up here in a daze As I gaze at the cold river bed? Why do I ask myself, "Shall I go back when I seem to be going ahead?" To black moonlight! Where everything reflects your colour Darkness that is endless. nights that leave me friendless . . . blue! Black moonlight! You make the lights of Harlem duller Just like me you're faded, jaded and degraded . . . too! Why must you send . . . ebony moonbeams, depressing, distressing . . . like shadows of love that are gone? Where will it end? Will it spread on to the starlight, the sunlight and darken each promise of dawn? Black moonlight! I've lost all power to resist you Madly, I await you, even though I hate you Black, black moonlight! Music by Arthur Johnston with lyrics by Arthur Coslow, 1933 |
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Magic, moments, When two hearts are carin, Magic, moments, Memories weve been sharin . . . Ill never forget the moment we kissed, The night of the hayride, The way that we hugged to try to keep warm, While takin' a sleigh ride. Magic, moments, Memories weve been sharin, Magic, moments, When two hearts are carin . . . Time cant erase the memory of, These magic, moments, Filled with love! whistling . . . The telephone call that tied up the line, For hours and hours, The Saturday dance, I got up the nerve, To send you some flowers. Magic, moments, Memories weve been sharin, Magic, moments, When two hearts are carin . . . Time cant erase the memory of, These magic, moments, Filled with love! The way that we cheered, Whenever our team, Was scoring a touchdown! The time that the floor, Fell out of my car, When I put the clutch down! The penny arcade, The games that we played, The fun and the prizes! The Halloween hop, When everyone came, In funny disguises. Magic, moments, Filled with love! whistling . . . |
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( ac-cent-thu-ate the positive,
E-lim-inate the negative, Ac-cent-thu-ate the positive, an' latch on! ) You gotta accent-thu-ate the positive, E-lim-inate the negative, An' latch on To the affirmative Don't mess with mister in-between! You gotta spread joy up to the maximum, Bring gloom down to the minimum, An' have faith ( amen! ) Or pandemonium's Liable to walk upon the scene! To illustrate My last remark Jonah in the whale! Noah in the arc! An' what did they do ( what did they do? ) Just when everything looked so dark? ( what did they, what did they, what did they do? ) Man! they said You better accent-thu-ate the positive, E-lim-inate the negative, An' latch on To the affirmative Don't mess with mister in-between! No, don't mess with mister in-between! ( to illustrate His last remark Jonah in the whale! Noah in the arc! ) An' what did they do ( what did they do? Just when everything looked so dark? What did they do, what did they do? ) Man! they said You better accent-thu-ate the positive, E-lim-inate the negative, An' latch on To the affirmative Don't mess with mister in-between! No, don't mess with mister in-between! No, don't you mess with mister in-between! No, don't mess with mister in-between! |
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When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high
An' don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of the lark! Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed an' blown Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone . . . You'll never walk alone! < instrumental break > Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone . . . You'll never walk alone! Music by Richard Rodgers with lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, 1945 |
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Oh . . . they say some people long ago,
Were searchin' for a diff'rent tune, One that they could croon, As only they can . . . They only had the rhythm . . . so, They started swayin' 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, Singin' weird melodies, And they made that, The start of the blues! And from a jail came the wail, Of a down-hearted frail, And they played that, As part of the blues! From a whippoorwill out on the hill, They took a new note ( whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill . . . ) Pushed it through a horn 'till it was worn, Into a blue note . . . ( whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill . . . ) An' then they nursed it, and rehearsed it, And gave out the news, That the "Southland" . . . Gave birth to the blues! ( Shout out the wonderful news! ) Oh, the breeze from the trees, A wail from the jail, A buzz from the cousin of a nightin'gale, And "Southland" ( hello, hello! ) Gave birth to the blues! Music by Ray Henderson with lyrics by B.G. DeSylva and Lew Brown |
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When they begin the beguine,
It brings back the sound of music so tender, It brings back the night of tropical splendour, It brings back a memory evergreen! I'm with you once more under the stars, And down by the shore an orchestra's playin' Even the palms seems to be swayin' When they begin the beguine! To live it again is past all endeavour, Except when that tune clutches my heart, And there we are swearin' to love forever, And promising never, never to part! What moments divine, what raptures serene, 'Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted . . . Now, when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted, I know but too well what they mean! So, don't let them begin the beguine, Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember . . . Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember, When they begin the beguine! Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play! 'Till the stars that were there before return above you, 'Till you whisper to me once more, "Darling, I love you!" And we suddenly know, what heaven we're in, When they begin the beguine! When they begin . . . the beguine! ~ from the 1935 Stage musical "Jubilee" Words and Music by Cole Porter |
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