Ella Fitzgerald - The Silver Collection - Ella Fitzgerald [compilation] (2005) by Ella Fitzgerald (보컬) on maniadb.com

The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for fame
There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name
The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment
Is the kind that is for girl and boy meant
Fall in love and you won't regret it
That's the best work of all, if you can get it
Holding hands at midnight
'Neath a starry sky
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try
Strolling with the one girl
Sighing sigh after sigh
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?
Loving one who loves you
And then taking that vow
It's nice work if you can get it
And if you get it, won't you tell me how?"
(bridge)
Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask for anything more?
Loving one who loves you
And then taking that vow
Nice work if you can get it
And if you get it, won't you tell me how?"

You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
You are the angel glow that lights the stars
The dearest thing I know are what you are
Someday my happy arms will hold you
And some day I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine

You are the promised kiss of spring time that makes the lonely winter seem long You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on the brink of a lovely song You are the angel glow that lights a star the dearest thing I know are what you are Someday my happy arms will hold you and someday I'll know that moment divine When all the things you are, are mine.

Oh listen, sister,
I love my mister man,
And I can't tell yo' why,
Dere ain't no reason
Why I should love dat man.
It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan.Refrain: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 kin be,
Home widout him ain't no home to me.
Can't help lovin' dat man of mine.
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My man is shif'less
An' good for nuthin' too
(He's mah man jes' de same)He's never round here
When dere is work to do.
He's never round here when dere's workin' to do.
De chimbley's smokin',
De roof is leakin' in,
But he don't seem to care.
He kin be happy
Wid jes' a sip of gin.
Ah even love him when his kisses got gin!
Refrain

I'm gonna love you, like nobody's loved youCome rain or come shineHigh as a mountain, deep as a riverCome rain or come shineI guess when you met meIt was just one of those thingsBut don't you ever bet me'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let meYou're gonna love me, like nobody's loved meCome rain or come shineWe'll be happy together, unhappy togetherNow won't that be just fineThe days may be cloudy or sunnyWe're in or out of the moneyBut I'm with you alwaysI'm with you rain or shine

I never feel a thing is real
When I'm away from you
Out of your embrace
The world's a temporary parking placeMmm, mm, mm, mm
A bubble for a minute
Mmm, mm, mm, mm
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in itSay, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in meYes, it's only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in meWithout your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcadeIt'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

Somewhere over the rainbow way up high. There's a land that I heard of once on 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 me it like lemon drops away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow blue birds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow why then oh why can't I? Somewhere over the rainbow way up high. There's a land that I heard of once on 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 me it like lemon drops away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow blue birds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow why then oh why can't I? Blue birds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow why then oh why can't I? Why then oh why can't I?

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

Skylark
Have you anything to say to me?
Won't you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be kissed?

Oh skylark
Have you seen a valley green with spring?
Where my heart can go a journeying
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom covered lane

And in your lonely flight
Haven't you heard the music in the night?
Wonderful music
Faint as a will o' the wisp
Crazy as a loon
Sad as a gypsty serenading the moon

Oh skylark
I don't know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won't you lead me there
Oh skylark
Won't you lead me there?

Somewhere, someday
We'll be close together, wait and see
Oh by the way,
This time the dream's on me

You take my hand
and you look at me adoringly
But as things stand
This time the dream's on me

It would be fun
To be certain that I'm the one
To know that I, at least, supply the shoulder you cry upon

To see you through
Till you're everything you want to be
It can't be true, but
This time the dream's on me

(bridge)

It would be fun
To be certain that I'm the one
To know that I, at least, supply the shoulder you cry upon

To see you through
Till you're everything you want to be
It can't be true, but
This time the dream's on me

Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air

High hats and narrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time

Now, if you're blue
And you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Different types who wear a daycoat
Pants with stripes and cutaway coat
Perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz

Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper

Come, let's mix where Rockefellers
Walk with sticks or "umberellas"
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz

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Tips his hat just like an English chappie
To a lady with a wealthy pappy
Very snappy

You'll declare it's simply topping
To be there and hear them swapping
Smart tidbits
Puttin' on the Ritz

Come on and hear (2x), Alexander's Ragtime Band,
Come on and hear (2x), it's the best band in the land!
They can play a bugle call like you never heard before,
So natural that you want to go to war--
That's just the bestest band what am, Honey Lamb!
Come on along (2x), let me take you by the hand
Up to the man (2x), who's the leader of the band,
And if you want to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime
Come on and hear (2x), Alexander's Ragtime Band!

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 hung around me through 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 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

Come on and Dance with me
I want my arms about you
That charm about you
Will carry me through...

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 dancing cheek to cheek

Behold the way our fine feathered friend,
His virtue doth parade
Thou knowest not, my dim-witted friend
The picture thou hast made
Thy vacant brow, and thy tousled hair
Conceal thy good intent
Thou noble upright truthful sincere,
And slightly dopey gent

You're my funny valentine,
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable,
Yet, you're my favorite 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 change a hair for me.
Not if you care for me.
Stay little valentine, stay!
Each day is Valentine's Day

It happened
I felt it happened
I was awake
I wasn't blind
I didn't think
I felt it happened
now I belive in matter over mind.
And now you see we mustn't wait
the nearest moment that we marry is too late!
Have you met Miss Jones
someone said as we shook hands
She was just Miss Jones to me
Then i said Miss Jones
you're a girl who understand
I'm a boy who must be free.
And all at once I lost my breath
and all at once was scared to death
and all at once I hold the eatrh and sky!
Now I met Miss Jones
and we'll keep on meeting till we die
Miss Jones and I

I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew, and never wished for Turkey
As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never been to a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward)
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia" is the place to be

I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
I like the theater, but never come late
I never bother, with people I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

I don't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care I'm broke, it's o'k
Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Girls get massages, they cry and they moan
Tell slender Ella to leave me alone
I'm not so hot, but my shape is my own
That's why the lady is a tramp

The food at the Kopensky is perfect, no doubt
I couldn't tell you what the Ritz is about
Drop a nickle in, and coffee comes out
That's why the lady is a tramp

Like the sweet, fresh, rain in my face
Diamonds and lace, no got, so what?!

for Frank Sinatra, I whistle and stamp
That's why the lady is a tramp

She's a hobo
She's a scamp
She's a no-good kinda tramp
That's why the lady is a tramp

***this song's the "Ella In Berlin" CD version***

Summer journeys to Niag'ra
and to other places aggra-
vate 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 have Manhattan
the Bronx and Staten
Island too.
It's lovely going through
the zoo!
It's very fancy
on old Delancy
street you know.
The subway charms us so
when balmy breezes blow
to and fro.
And tell me what street
compares with Mott Street
in July?
Sweet pushcarts
gently gli-ding by.
The great big city's
a wonderous toy
just made for a girl and boy.
We'll turn Manhattan
into an isle of joy!
We'll go to Yonkers
Where true love conquers
In the whiles
And starve together
dear, in Chiles
We'll go to Coney
And eat baloney on a roll
In Central Park we'll stroll
Where our first kiss we stole
Soul to soul
And ""My Fair
Lady"" is a
terrific show they say
We both may see it
close, some day
The city's glamour
can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil
We'll turn Manhattan
into an isle of joy!
Transcribed by Todd
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(from this specific recording)
Guy from Bath England
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complete version:
VERSE
Summer journeys to Niag'ra
And to other places aggra-
vate 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.
CHORUS 1
We'll have Manhattan,
The Bronx and Staten
Island too.
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 Mott Street
In July?
Sweet pushcarts
gently gliding by.
The great big city's
a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
CHORUS 2
We'll go to Greenwich,
Where modern men itch
To be free,
And Bowling Green
you'll see with me.
We'll bathe at Brighton,
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 Jamaica
Bay with you,
And fair Canarsie's
Lakes we'll view.
The city's bustle cannot destroy
The dreams of a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
CHORUS 3
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.
And South Pacific
Is a terrific
Show they say,
We both may see it
close some day.
The city's clamour
can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
CHORUS 4
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 Bronix
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 a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy!