Louis Armstrong - The Best Of... [compilation] (2009) by Louis Armstrong (보컬) on maniadb.com

We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)

O when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

C'est si bon (it's so good)

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C'est si bon
Lovers say that in france
When they thrill to romance
It means that it´s so good
C´est si bon
So I say to you
Like the french people do

Because it´s oh so good.
Every word, every sigh, every kiss, dear,
Leads to only one thought
And the thought is this, dear!
C´est si bon
Nothing else can replace
Just your slyest embrace
And if you only would
Be my own for the rest of my days
I will whisper this phrase
My darling, my darling...
C'est si bon!

Hello Dolly!
This is Louis, Dolly
It's so nice to have you back where you belong

You're lookin' swell, Dolly
I can tell, Dolly
You're still glowin', you're still crowin', you're still goin' strong

I feel that room swayin'
While the band's playin'
One of your old favorite songs from way back when

So take her wrap, fellas
Find her an empty lap, fellas
Dolly'll never go away again

Hello, Dolly!
Well, hello, Dolly
It's so nice to have you back where you belong

I feel that room swayin'
While the band's playin'
One of our old favorite songs from way back when

So golly gee, fellas
Have a little faith in me, fellas
Dolly'll never go away
Fellas, she'll never go away
Dolly'll never go away again

Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red

On the sidewalk on Sunday mornin', don't you know
Lies a body just oozin' life
And someone's sneakin' round the corner
Could that be our boy Mack the Knife?

From a tugboat, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'droopin' on down
That cement's there, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends, he spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?

Now Jenny Diver, ho, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
Look out, old Macky's back!!

Give me a kiss to build a dream on,
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss.
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this:
A kiss to build a dream on.

Give me a kiss before you leave me,
And my imagination will feed my hungry heart.
Leave me one thing before we part,
A kiss to build a dream on.

When I’m alone with my fancies, I’ll be with you,
Weaving romances, making believe they’re true.

Give me your lips for just a moment,
And my imagination will make that moment live.
Give me what you alone can give,
A kiss to build a dream on!

What good is sittin' alone in your room
Come hear the music play, yes
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret

Put down that knittin', the book and the broom
Time for a holiday, yes
Life is a cabaret old chum
So come to the cabaret

Come taste the wine, come hear that band
Yes, it's time for celebratin'
Right this way, your table's waitin'

No use permittin' a prophet of doom
Wipe every smile away, yes
Life is a cabaret old chum
So come to the cabaret, yes

Yes, life is a cabaret old chum
Only a cabaret old chum
So come to the cabaret

Yes, a New Orleans woman
She's alright with me
I said New Orleans woman
She's alright with me
That's my hometown I'm talking about

'Cause when she cooks
That good old Gumbo fillet
I'm happy as can be

I love my baby
I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Let you know the secret out

Yes I love my baby
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me till the day I die

You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame,
You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame,
You've got the banjoes strummin' and plunkin' out a tune to beat the band,
The whole plantation's hummin' since you brought Dixie back to Dixieland.

You make your Louis, feel like the king, Mame
You make the world we're living in swing, Mame
You make the old magnolia tree, blossom at the mention of your name.
Your special fascination'll, prove to be inspirational,
I think you're just sensational, Mame.

Mame


Mame

Yes, you make your Satchmo feel like a king, Mame
You make the world we're living in swing, Mame
You make the old magnolia tree, blossom at the mention of your name.
Your special fascination'll, prove to be inspirational,
I think you're just sensational,
Yea, sensational
You sensational Mame.
Mame, Mame, Mame

Ev'ry honeybee.... fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I don't blame them....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose

When you're passin' by....flowers drop and sigh
And I know the reason why
You're much sweeter....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose

Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it up

When I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

(instrumental break)

Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it up

When I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

I said you're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

I found my thrill on blueberry hill
On blueberry hill when I found you
The moon stood still on blueberry hill
And lingered until my dreams came true

The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows we made
Were never to be

Tho' we're apart, you're part of me still
For you were my thrill on blueberry hill