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| 2:54 | 
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I fell in love with you first time I looked into
Them there eyes And you have a certain lil' cute way of flirtin' With them there eyes They make me feel so happy They make me feel so blue I'm fallin' No stallin' In a great big way for you My heart is jumpin' You've started somethin With them there eyes You'de better look out little brown eyes if you're wise They sparkle They bubble They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble Oh baby them there eyes You're overworkin' them There's danger lurkin' in Them there eyes Maybe you think I'm just flirtin' Maybe you think I'm all lies Just because I get romantic when I gaze in Them there eyes |
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| 2. |
| 3:00 |
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You''re making me blue
All that you do Seems unfair You try not to hear Turn a deaf ear To my prayer It seems you don''t want to see What you are doingg to me My arms are waiting to caress you And to my heart they long to press you, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul I spend my days in longing And wondering it''s me you''re wronging Why haven''t you seen it I''m all for you Body and soul I can''t believe it It hard to conceive it That you''d turn away romance Are you pretending Don''t say it''s the ending I wish I could have one more change to prove, dear My life a hell your''e making You know I''m yours for just the taking I''d gladly surrender Myself to you Body and soul Life''s dreary for me Day''s seem to be long as years I''ve looked for the sun But can see none Through my tears Your heart must be like a stone To leave me like this alone When you could make my life worth living By taking what I''m set on giving, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul |
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| 4. |
| 2:52 |
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Carmen Lombardo / John Jacob Loeb
A sailboat in the moonlight And you Wouldn't that be heaven A heaven just for two A soft breeze on a June night and you What a perfect setting For letting dreams come true A chance to sail away To Sweetheart Bay Beneath the stars that shine A chance to drift For you to lift Your tender lips to mine Some things dear That I long for are few Just give me a sailboat in the moonlight and you A chance to sail away To Sweetheart Bay Beneath the stars that shine A chance to drift For you to lift Your tender lips to mine Some things dear That I long for are few Just give me a sailboat in the moonlight and you |
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| 2:42 |
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Never had nothing
No one to care That's why I seem to have More than my share I've got a man crazy for me He's funny that wayWhen I hurt his feelings Once in a while His only answer is one little smile I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that wayI can see no other way And no better plan End it all and let him go To some better gal But I'm only human A coward at best I'm more than certain He'd follow me WestThough he loves to work And slave for me everyday He'd be so much better off If I went away But why should I leave him Why should I go He'd be unhappy without me I know I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that way |
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| 6. |
| 3:02 |
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W. Hirsch / Vaughn DeLeath / N. Cloutier / L. Handman
Once they called it ragtime And it had its fling It's the same old syncopation Now they call it swing Then they played it jazz time To a buck-and-wing Once again it sweeped the nation Now they call it swing When singers used to sing They would go hot cha But with this modern thing Now they go dru-du du, dra-da-da Rhythm has its seasons Summer, fall and spring But for seven silly reasons Someone pulled the string And they started dancing Now they call it swing |
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| 7. |
| 2:28 |
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Johnny Mercer / Bernie Hanighen / Gordon Jenkins
Maybe he's not much, just another man Doing what he can But what does she care When a woman loves a man She'll just string along All through thick and thin Till his ship comes in It's always that way When a woman love a man She'll be the first one to praise him When he's goin' strong The last one to blame him When everything's wrong It's such a one-sided game that they play But women are funny that way Tell her she's a fool She'll say yes, I know But I love him so And that's how it goes When a woman loves a man Tel I her she's a fool She'll say yes, I know But I love him so And that's how if goes When a woman loves a man |
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| 3:14 |
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any old time you want me
I am yours for the asking darling any old time you need me I'll be there with love that's lasting darling. all through the years we'll stand together sharing the tears and stormy weather and the sunshine will be yours and mine any old time you're blue you'll have our love to chase away the blues and any old thing you do I'll see you through. so just remember that U am waiting dear if ever you want me I'll be near, any old time and any place you may be. |
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| 2:54 |
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You go to my head
And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The thrill of the thought That you might give a thought to my plea Casts a spell over me Still I say to myself "Get a hold of yourself" Can't you see that it never can be You go to my head With a smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance You go to my head You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance You go to my head You go to my head |
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| 2:47 |
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The very thought of you
And I forget to do Those little ordinary things That everyone ought to do I'm living in a kind of daydream I'm happy as a queen And foolish though it may seem To me that's everything The mere idea of you The longing here for you You never know how slow the moments go Till I'm near to you I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love |
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| 2:50 |
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Iv'e been around the world in a plane
Settled revolutions in Spain The North Pole I have charted But can't get started with you And at the golf course I'm under par Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star I've got a house and a show place But can't get no place with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you Baby but what good dose it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Gabel had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you But what good does it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Basic had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you |
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| 12. |
| 3:05 |
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Johnny Burke / J. Monaco
If you wonder why I'm near you Even though I've been denied I'm inclined to be a little On the sentimental side I suppose I should forget you If I had an ounce of pride But I guess I can't help being On the sentimental side I should act gay Laugh it off and say, farewell Say it just didn't wear well But I'm not that way I'm in hopes you'll think it over And perhaps be satisfied With a simple sort of person On the sentimental side I should act gay Laugh it off and say, farewell Say it just didn't wear well But I'm not that way I'm in hopes you'll think it over And perhaps be satisfied With a simple sort of person On the sentimental side |
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| 2:54 |
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Harold Arlen / Ted Koehler
I gotta right to sing the blues I gotta right to moan inside I gotta right to sit and cry Down around the river A certain man in this little town Keeps draggin' my poor heart around All I see for me is misery I gotta right to sing the blues I gotta right to moan inside I gotta right to sit and cry Down around the river A certain man in this little town Soon that deep blue sea Will be callin' me It must be love say what you choose I gotta right to sing the blues I gotta right to sing the blues I gotta right to moan and cry I gotta sit and sigh Down around the river Soon that deep blue sea Will be callin' me It must be love say what you choose I gotta right to sing the blues There's nothing left for me I'm full of misery I gotta right to sing the blues |
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| 14. |
| 3:27 |
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Jerome Kern / Otto Harbach
Yesterdays Yesterdays Days I knew as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days Golden days Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine Truth was mine Joyous free in flame and life Then sooth was mine Sad am I Glad am I For today I'm dreamin' of Yesterdays Yesterdays Yesterdays Days I knew as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days Golden days Days of mad romance and love For then gay youth was mine Truth was mine Joyous free in flame and life Then sooth was mine Sad am I Glad am I For today I'm dreamin' of Yesterdays |
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| 3:15 |
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop |
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| 3:19 |
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Fine And Mellow
Billie Holiday My man don't love me Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me Treats me awfully He's the, lowest man That I've ever see He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow But when he starts in to love me He's so fine and mellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you do things That you know is wrong But if you treat me right baby I’ll stay home everyday But if you treat me right baby I’ll stay home everyday But you're so mean to me baby I know you're gonna drive me away Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Sometimes when you think it's on baby It has turned off and gone........... |
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| 2:58 |
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Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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| 18. |
| 2:56 |
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Swing, Brother, Swing
(Bishop / Williams / Raymond) Deep rhythm captivates me Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brothers swing Don't stop to diddle daddle Stop this foolish prattle Come on swing me boy Swing it brothers swing Raring to go and there aint nobody Gonna hold me down Say listen boy Hurry up and send me Let me go to town Stop this diddle daddle And this foolish prattle Come on kill me boy Swing it brothers swing Deep rhythms captivate me Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brothers swing Don't stop to diddle daddle Stop this foolish prattle Come on send me Count Swing it brothers swing Rarin' to go and there aint nobody Gonna hold me down Say listen boy Hurry up and send me Let me go to town Stop this diddle daddle And this foolish prattle Come on swing me Count Swing it brothers swing |
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