The Andrews Sisters

It's late in the evening.
She's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up
And brushes her long blonde hair.
And then she asks me,
"Do I look alright?"
And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."

We go to a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
That's walking around with me.
And then she asks me,
"Do you feel alright?"
And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes,
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize
How much I love you.

It's time to go home now,
And I've got an aching head,
So I give her the car keys.
She helps me to bed.
And then I tell her,
As I turn out the light,
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh, my darling, you were wonderful tonight."

Bing Crosby

Written by: Traditional

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.

(On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Two turtledoves
(And a partridge in a pear tree.)

On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

(On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves,)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

(On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Seven swans a-swimming,)
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

(On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Eight maids a-milking,)
Seven swans a-swimming,)
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Nine ladies dancing,
(Eight maids a-milking,)
(Seven swans a-swimming,)
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

(On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me)
(Ten lords a-leaping,)
Nine ladies dancing,
(Eight maids a-milking,)
(Seven swans a-swimming,)
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
(I sent eleven pipers piping,)
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
(Eight maids a-milking,)
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.

(On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me)
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,)
Nine ladies dancing,
(Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,)
Six geese a-laying,
(Five golden rings.) Five golden rings
(Four calling birds,)
Three French hens,
(Two turtledoves)
And a partridge in a pear tree.
And a partridge in a pear tree.

Sleigh bells ring
are you listening
in the lane
snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
we're happy tonight
walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
as we go along
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
we'll say: No man
But you can do the job
when you're in town

Later on
we'll conspire
as we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
the plans that we've made
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
and pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
until the all the kids knock him down
When it snows
ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play
the Eskimo way
walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
walking in a winter wonderland

Each morning, a missionary advertises with neon sign
He tells the native population that civilization is fine
And three educated savages holler from a bongo tree (Eee!Alo ki pah hi sah hanah!)
That civilization is a thing for me to see

So bongo, bongo, bongo, I don't wanna leave the Congo, oh no no no no no
Bingle, bangle, bungle, I'm so happy in the jungle, I refuse to go
Don't want no bright lights, false teeth, doorbells, landlords, I make it clear
That no matter how they coax him, I'll stay right here

I looked through a magazine the missionary's wife concealed (Magazine? What happens?)
I see how people who are civilized bung you with automobile (You know you can get hurt that way Daniel?)
At the movies they have got to pay many coconuts to see (What do they see, Danny?)
Uncivilized pictures that the newsreel takes of me

So bongo, bongo, bongo, he don't wanna leave the Congo, oh no no no no no
Bingle, bangle, bungle, he's so happy in the jungle, he refuse to go
Don't want no penthouse, bathtub, streetcars, taxis, noise in my ear
So, no matter how they coax him, I'll stay right here

They hurry like savages to get aboard an iron train (The Tringulu-guhu-Lahumbula express!)
And though it's smoky and it's crowded, they're too civilized to complain (Alo-kono ho sah emah hinah!)
When they've got two weeks vacation, they hurry to vacation ground (What do they do, Danny?)
They swim and they fish, but that's what I do all year round

So bongo, bongo, bongo, I don't wanna leave the Congo, oh no no no no no
Bingle, bangle, bungle, I'm so happy in the jungle, I refuse to go
Don't want no jailhouse, shotgun, fish-hooks, golf clubs, I got my spears
So, no matter how they coax him, I'll stay right here

They have things like the atom bomb, so I think I'll stay where I "om"
Civilization, I'll stay right here!

I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way
Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday
I called on dear old Santa Claus
To see what I could see
He took me to his workshop
And told his plans to me. So

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
He's making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin to town
He sees you when you're sleepin'
He knows when you're a wake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin' to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They're gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin to town

Now Santa is a busy man, He has no time to play
He's got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day
You'd better write your letter now
And mail it right away
Because he's getting ready
His reindeers and his sleigh. So

[Chorus]

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin' to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They're gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town

Sleigh bells ring
are you listening
in the lane
snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
we're happy tonight
walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
as we go along
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
we'll say: No man
But you can do the job
when you're in town

Later on
we'll conspire
as we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
the plans that we've made
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
and pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
until the all the kids knock him down
When it snows
ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play
the Eskimo way
walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
walking in a winter wonderland

(Don Raye - Hughie Prince)

He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down because he couldn't jam
The captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted a band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot
He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'im
He makes the company jump when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

He was our boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a 'bzzz' bee
And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

Toot-toot-toot, toot-diddelyada, toot-diddelyada
Toot, toot, he blows it eight-to-the-bar
He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'im
A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

(Instrumental interlude)

He puts the boys asleep with boogie every night
And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat
He really breaks it up when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

Da-dah-da-dah-da
Da-dah-da-da-dah-da
Da-dah-da-da-da

A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B!

Beat Me Daddy Eight to the Bar

In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he likes to play is eight to the bar
When he plays, it's a ball
He's the daddy of them all

The people gather around when he gets on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm he beats puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

A-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff, a-raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
And when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

He plays a boogie, he plays eight to the bar
A boogie-woogie, that is the way he likes to play on his piano
And we all know
That when he plays he puts them all in a trance
The cats all holler "Hooray"
You'll hear them say, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
When he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler, "Beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

The people gather around when he gets up on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm that he plays puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there ever bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

A-plink plink, a-plank plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff riff, a-raff raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"