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Carolina
Gave me Dinah; I'm the proudest one Beneath the Dixie sun. News is spreadin' 'Bout our weddin'; I hear church bells ringin', Here's the song my heart keeps singin': Dinah, Is there anyone finer In the state of Carolina? If there is and you know her, Show her! Dinah, With her Dixie eyes blazin', How I love to sit and gaze in To the eyes of Dinah Lee! Yet, every night, My, how I shake with fright, Because my Dinah might, Change her mind about me! But if Dinah, Ever wandered to China, I would hop an ocean liner, Just to be with Dinah Lee! Dinah, Is there anyone finer In the state of Carolina? If there is and you know her, Show her! Dinah, With her Dixie eyes blazin', How I love to sit and gaze in To the eyes of Dinah Lee! Yet, every night, My, how I shake with fright, Because my Dinah might, Change her mind about me! But if Dinah, Ever wandered to China, I would hop an ocean!, Just to be with Dinah Lee! |
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Pride, sad, splendid liar,
Sworn enemy of love Kept my lips from saying Things I was thinking of. But now my pride you've humbled, I've cast it to the winds, Broken, beaten, sick at heart My confession begins. We've played the game of stay away But it cost more that I can pay. Without you I can't make my way, I surrender, dear. I may seem proud, I may act gay, It's just a pose, I'm not that way, 'Cause deep down in my heart I say I surrender, dear. Little mean things we were doing Must have been part of the game, Lending a spice to the wooing, But I don't care who's to blame. When stars appear and shadows fall, Why then you'll hear My poor heart call, To you my love, my life, my all I surrender, dear. We've played the game of stay away But it cost more that I can pay. Without you I can't make my way, I surrender, dear. I may seem proud, I may act gay, It's just a pose, I'm not that way, 'Cause deep down in my heart I say I surrender, dear. Little mean things we were doing Must have been part of the game, Lending a spice to the wooing, But I don't care who's to blame. When stars appear And shadows fall, Why then you'll hear My poor heart call, To you my love, my life, my all |
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from Bing Crosby - Crosby Classics (0000)
Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old San Antone Where in dreams I live with a memory Beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside the Alamo Enchantment strange as the blue up above A moonlit pass that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Moon in all your splendor know only my heart Call back my rose, rose of San Antone Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart Speak once again of my love, my own. Broken song, empty words I know Still live in my heart all alone For that moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone Deep within my heart lies a melody, A song of old San Antone Where in dreams I live with a memory Beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside the Alamo Enchantment strange as the blue up above A moonlit pass that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Moon in all your splendor know only my heart Call back my rose, rose of San Antone Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart Speak once again of my love, my own. Broken song, empty words I know Still live in my heart all alone For that moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone |
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Sierra Sue, I'm sad and lonely
The rocks and rills are lonely too Sierra Sue, I want you only No one but you, Sierra Sue The roses weep, their tears are falling The gentle doves no longer coo Oh, can't you hear my sad heart calling Calling for you, Sierra Sue |
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from Henry & June (북회귀선) by Mark Adler [ost] (1990)
It was composed by the late Harry Warren, whom I knew the last several
years of his life, when he was a member of the Pacific Pioneer Broadcasters and often was a guest at their luncheons. Harry wrote it in 1931, I believe; and that was the year that Crosby recorded it on Brunswick and it was one of his first really big hits. I have known the lyrics by heart for over fifty years, and here they are from Bing Crosby's record: It was a lovely April shower, It was a most convenient door, I found a million dollar baby In a five and ten cent store. The rain continued for an hour I hung around for three or four Around the million dollar baby In the five and ten cent store. She was selling china And when she made those eyes, I kept buying china Until the crowd got wise. Incidentally, If you should run into a shower, Well step inside my cottage door, And meet the million dollar baby From the five and ten cent store (Bridge:) Love comes along like a popular song Anytime or anywhere at all, Rain or sunshine, Spring or fall. Say, you'll never know when it may say hello In a very unexpected place, For example, take my case. [ main set of words completely] |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
Adeste Fideles
Adeste Fideles Laeti triumphantes Venite, venite in Bethlehem Natum videte Regem angelorum Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum Cantet nunc io Chorus angelorum Cantet nunc aula caelestium Gloria, gloria In excelsis Deo Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum Ergo qui natus Die hodierna Jesu, tibi sit gloria Patris aeterni Verbum caro factus Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you've ever seen Is Christmas in Killarney With all of the folks at home It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau While cuddling under the mistletoe And Santa Claus you know, of course Is one of the boys from home The door is always open The neighbors pay a call And Father John before he's gone Will bless the house and all How grand it feels to click your heels And join in the fun of the jigs and reels I'm handing you no blarney The likes you've never known Is Christmas in Killarney With all of the folks at home |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
Faith of our fathers, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death. Faith of our fathers, we will strive To win all nations unto Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, We all shall then be truly free. Refrain Faith of our fathers, we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife; And preach Thee, too, as love knows how By kindly words and virtuous life. Refrain NOTE: Reflecting Faber’s Catholic roots, the original third stanza was: Faith of our fathers, Mary’s prayers Shall win our country back to Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, England shall then indeed be free. |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we had gone astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we had gone astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the lovelight gleams I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams I'll be home for Christmas You can plan on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the lovelight gleams I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
Dashing through the snow.
in a one horse open sleigh. over field we go Laughing all the way. Bells on Bob-tail ring. Making spirit bright. What fun it is to rideand sing a sleighing song to night Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way. oh! What fun it is to ride ina One horse open sleigh! |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day That's the island greeting that we send to you From the land where palm trees sway Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way To say "Merry Christmas to you." Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day That's the island greeting that we send to you From the land where palm trees sway Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way To say, "Merry Christmas to you" Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way To say, "Merry Christmas to you" Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day That's the island greeting that we send to you From the land where palm trees sway Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way To say "Merry Christmas A very Merry Christmas A very very Merry Merry Christmas to you." |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
You better watch out
You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is comin' to town (x3) He's making a list Checking it twice He's gonna find out Who's naughty or nice Santa Claus is comin' to town (x3) He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake So you better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is comin' to town (x3) The kids in girl and boyland Will have a jubilee They're gonna build a toyland All around the Christmas tree So you better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is comin' to town |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night! All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Metting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear: Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmas time in the city. Ring a ling, hear hem ring, Soon it will be Christhmas Day. Strings of street lights, even stop lights, blink a bight red and green, As the shoppers rush home with their treasures. Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch, This is Santa's big scene. And above all this bustle you hear. |
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from Bing Crosby - Merry Christmas (1992)
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the once I used to know Where the treetops glisten And children listen to hear The sleigh bells in the snow *I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white *Repeat |
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from How To Make An American Quilt (아메리칸 퀼트) [ost] (1995)
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a mule A mule is an animal with long funny ears Kicks up at anything he hears His back is brawny but his brain is weak He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak And by the way, if you hate to go to school You may grow up to be a mule Or would you like to swing on a star Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a pig A pig is an animal with dirt on his face His shoes are a terrible disgrace He has no manners when he eats his food He's fat and lazy and extremely rude But if you don't care a feather or a fig You may grow up to be a pig Or would you like to swing on a star Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a fish A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook He can't write his name or read a book To fool the people is his only thought And though he's slippery, he still gets caught But then if that sort of life is what you wish You may grow up to be a fish A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo Every day you meet quite a few So you see it's all up to you You can be better than you are You could be swingin' on a star |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
Adeste Fideles
Adeste Fideles Laeti triumphantes Venite, venite in Bethlehem Natum videte Regem angelorum Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum Cantet nunc io Chorus angelorum Cantet nunc aula caelestium Gloria, gloria In excelsis Deo Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum Ergo qui natus Die hodierna Jesu, tibi sit gloria Patris aeterni Verbum caro factus Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Venite adoremus, Dominum |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you've ever seen Is Christmas in Killarney With all of the folks at home It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau While cuddling under the mistletoe And Santa Claus you know, of course Is one of the boys from home The door is always open The neighbors pay a call And Father John before he's gone Will bless the house and all How grand it feels to click your heels And join in the fun of the jigs and reels I'm handing you no blarney The likes you've never known Is Christmas in Killarney With all of the folks at home |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
Faith of our fathers, holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death. Faith of our fathers, we will strive To win all nations unto Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, We all shall then be truly free. Refrain Faith of our fathers, we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife; And preach Thee, too, as love knows how By kindly words and virtuous life. Refrain NOTE: Reflecting Faber’s Catholic roots, the original third stanza was: Faith of our fathers, Mary’s prayers Shall win our country back to Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, England shall then indeed be free. |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we had gone astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we had gone astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
I'll be home for christmas;
You can plan on me. Please have snow and mis-tle-toe And presents on the tree. Christmas eve will find me Where the love light gleams. I'll be home for christmas If only in my dreams. I'll be home for christmas; You can plan on me. Please have snow and mis-tle-toe And presents on the tree. Christmas eve will find me Where the love light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams |
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2:37 | ||||
from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night! All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Metting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear: Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmas time in the city. Ring a ling, hear hem ring, Soon it will be Christhmas Day. Strings of street lights, even stop lights, blink a bight red and green, As the shoppers rush home with their treasures. Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch, This is Santa's big scene. And above all this bustle you hear. |
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from Bing Crosby - White Christmas (1995)
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and brigt, And may all your Christmases be white" I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and brigt, And may all your Christmases be white" |
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from Bing Crosby - Memories (1997) | |||||
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from Bing Crosby - Memories (1997)
If the sun should tumble from the sky
If the sea should suddenly run dry If you love me really love me Let it happen I won't care If it seems that eveything is lost I will smile and never count the cost If you love me really love me Let it happen darling I won't care Shall I catch a shooting star Shall I bring it where you are If you want me to I will You can set me any task I'll do anything you ask If you'll only love me still When at last our life on earth is through I will share eternity with you If you love me really love me Then whatever happens I won't care If you love me really love me Then whatever happens I won't care |
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from Diana Krall - Love Scenes (1997)
I love you oh so madly
I need your love so badly But I don't stand a Ghost of a chance with you I thought at last I had found you But other arms surround you And I don't stand a Ghost of a chance with you If you'd surrender just for A tender kiss or two You might discover that I'm the lover meant for you And I'd be true So what's the good of all my scheming? I know I must be dreaming For I don't stand a Ghost of a chance with you |
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from Bing Crosby - My Favorite Hymns (1997) | |||||
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from Bing Crosby - 50Th Anniversary Concert (1997) | |||||
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from Bing Crosby - 50Th Anniversary Concert (1997)
I'll tell you why I can't find you
Every time I go out to your place... You gone fishin' (well how you know) Well there's a sign upon your door (uh-huh) Gone fishin' (I'm real gone man) You ain't workin' anymore (could be) There's your hoe out in the sun Where you left a row half done You claim that hoein' ain't no fun (well I can prove it) You ain't got no ambition Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool (Shangrila, really la) I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool (should I twist your arm?) I'd say no more work for mine (welcome to the club) On my door I'd hang a sign Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Papa Bing (yeah Louis) I stopped by your place a time or two lately And you aren't home either Well, I'm a busy man Louis. I got a lotta deals cookin' I was probably tied up at the studio You weren't tied up you dog You was just plain old... Gone fishin' (bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah) There's a sign upon your door (Pops, don't blab it around, will you?) Gone fishin' (keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out) Mmm, you ain't workin' anymore (I don't have to work, I got me a piece of Gary) Cows need milkin' in the barn (I have the twins on that detail, they each take a side) But you just don't give a darn (give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion) You just never seem to learn (man, you taught me) You ain't got no ambition (you're convincin' me) Gone fishin' (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do) Got your hound dog by your side (that's old Cindy-Lou goin' with me) Gone fishin' (mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm) Fleas are bitin' at his hide (get away from me boy, you bother me) Mmm, folks won't find us now because Mister Satch and Mister Cros We gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay Oh yeah! |
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from Bing Crosby - 50Th Anniversary Concert (1997)
When skies were dark
Came Noah's ark Amen When lions roared Came Daniel's lord Amen The Lord helps those who pray And on judgment day If you believe, he shall receive you Amen. When you're down and out Lift up your head and shout There's gonna be a great day Angels in the sky Promise that by and by There's gonna be a great day Gabriel will warn you Some early morn you Will hear his horn rootin', tootin' It's not far away Hold up your hands and say There's gonna be a great day It's not far away Hold up your hands and say There's gonna be We're promised there'll be There's gonna be a great day. |