Benny Goodman - Get Happy (2005) by Benny Goodman (보컬) on maniadb.com

"This is a song I've been singing for a long time. It's like an old friend. But, you know, I
think it, it's only
recently that I discovered what it's really about."You've got to give a little, take a little,
and let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.As long as there's the two of us,
we've got the world and all it's charms.
And when the world is through with us,
we've got each other's arms.You've got to win a little, lose a little,
yes, and always have the blues a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

So you met someone who set you back on your heels - goody goody
So you met someone and now you know how it feels - goody goody
So you gave him your heart too, just as I gave mine to you
And he broke it in little pieces, now how do you doSo you lie awake just singin' the blues all night - goody goody
So you think that love's a barrel of dynamite -
Hooray and hallelujah, you had it coming to ya
Goody goody for him - goody goody for me -
And I hope you're satisfied you rascal you!

Sing, sing, sing, sing
Everybody’s got to sing
Stick with us we’ll have a ball

Sing, sing, sing, sing
Everybody’s got to sing
Stick around we’ll have it all

Music brightens up the day
Now, if you like it we will stay

Sing, sing, sing, sing
Everybody’s got to sing
Stick around, shake it down

Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Your old form just like a clinging vine,
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,
Your cheek so soft and close to mine,
divine.How my heart is singing,
While the band is swinging,
I'm never tired of romping,
And stomping with you at the Savoy.
What joy - a perfect holiday,
Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
Savoy, let me stomp away with you;
The home of sweet romance,
It wins you at a glance,
Gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Just like a clinging vine,
So soft and sweet as wine,
So soft and close to mine, divine.
How my heart is singing,
While the band is swinging,
I'm never, never, never tired of romping,
And stomping with you at the Savoy.
What joy - a perfect holiday,
Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
Savoy, let me stomp away with you;

Don't cry, Oh honey please don't be that way
Clouds in the sky should never make you feel that way
The rain will bring the violets of May, tears are in vain
So honey, please don't be that way.As long as we see it thru,
You'll have me, I'll have you.
Sweetheart, tomorrow is another day,
Don't break my heart,
Oh honey, please don't be that way.

We meet, and the angels sing
The angels sing the sweetest song I ever heard
You speak, and the angels sing
Or am I breathing music into every wordSuddenly, the setting is strange
I can see water and moonlight beaming
Silver waves that break on some undiscovered shore - Then
Suddenly, I see it all change
Long winter nights with the candles gleaming
Through it all your face that I adore.You smile, and the angels sing
And though it's just a gentle murmur at the start
We kiss, and the angels sing
And leave their music ringing in my heart.

- words by Eddie De Lange, music by Will Hudson and Irving Mills
- as recorded in New York August 20, 1934 by Ethyl Waters (1896-1977)
with members of the Dorsey Brothers Orchestra.

It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue
It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you
I still hear you sayin', "Dear one, hold me fast"
And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last"

We seemed to float right through the air
Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere

And now when there's moonglow, way up in the blue
I'll always remember, that moonglow gave me you

It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue
It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you
I still hear you sayin', "Sweet child, hold me fast"
And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last"

We seemed to float right through the air
Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere

And now when there's moonglow, way up in the blue
I'll always remember, that moonglow gave me you

Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Your old form just like a clinging vine,
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,
Your cheek so soft and close to mine,
divine.How my heart is singing,
While the band is swinging,
I'm never tired of romping,
And stomping with you at the Savoy.
What joy - a perfect holiday,
Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
Savoy, let me stomp away with you;
The home of sweet romance,
It wins you at a glance,
Gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Just like a clinging vine,
So soft and sweet as wine,
So soft and close to mine, divine.
How my heart is singing,
While the band is swinging,
I'm never, never, never tired of romping,
And stomping with you at the Savoy.
What joy - a perfect holiday,
Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
Savoy, let me stomp away with you;