As
I wash my dishes, I'll be following a plan,
Till I see the brightness in ev'ry pot and pan.
I am sure this point of view will ease the daily grind,
So I'll keep repeating in my mind.
Look
for the silver lining
When e'er a cloud appears in the blue.
Remember somewhere, the sun is shining
And so the right thing to do is make it shine for you.
A
heart, full of joy and gladness
Will always banish sadness and strife
So always look for the silver lining
And try to find the sunny side of life.
So
always look for the silver lining
And try to find the sunny side of life.
In
Havana every Cubana shakes her bandana to the La Conga.
It's a new dance, something new to dance
Wait till you dance to the La Conga.
Wait till you hear the beat of the bonga.
Just get that beat and you get the Conga.
It delights you and it excites you and it invites you to do
the
La Conga.
In Buenos Aires and London and Paris they Tango.
In old Vienna their favorite has long been a waltz.
In Wiakill in Madrid and Seville they Fandango.
But in Havana all the maidens go 1, 2, 3, Boom,
1, 2, 3, boom, 1, 2, 3, boom 1, 2, 3, boom.
In Hava-vana every Cubana shakes her bandana to the La Conga.
It's a new dance, something new to dance
Wait till you dance to the La Conga.
The La Cong...of the Bonga. ya da da get the Conga
Do ya ralla do ya ralla ralla da do do do Conga.
It delights you and it excites you and it invites you to do
the
La Conga.
Conga, Conga
Now you know the La Conga (Dance Break)
1, 2, 3, boom! (Dance Break)
Conga, Conga, Conga,
Now you know the Conga! Conga! Boom!
Liza,
Liza
Skies are gray
But when you smile at me
All the clouds'll roll away
Liza, Liza
Don't delay
Come keep me company
And the clouds'll roll away
See the honey moon is shinin' down
We should make a date
With Parson Brown
Oh, my Liza
My Liza
Name the day
Cause you belong to me
And the clouds have rolled away
Love
can be a moment's madness
Love can be insane
Love can be a life of sadness and pain
Love can be a summer shower
Love can be the sun
Love can be two hearts that flower as one
It can be, fine and free
But that kind
Is not so very easy to find
Love can be a dying ember
Love can be a flame
Love pledged in September
May be dead in December
You may not even remember it came
Love can be a joy forever
Or an empty name
Love is almost never ever the same
Love can be an evil-doer
Love can be a fog
Love can make you feel like you were a dog
Love can be a snow-capped mountain
Love can be the truth
Love can be an endless fountain of youth
It can be ecstasy
But it's true
It doesn't always happen to you
Love can be a four-score failure
Love can bring you fame
Love fresh as the morning
May be wild when it's 'borning
And then without any warning, it's tame
Oh love can be a sweet endeavor
Or a dirty shame
Love is almost never ever, the same!
Now Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around, but no wifey he found,
So he said "Where can Flossie be at?"
A note on the table he spied,
He read it just once, then he cried.
It ran, "Louis, dear, it's too slow for me here,
So I think I will go for a ride."
"Meet
me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there,
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie;
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair."
The dresses that hung in the hall,
Were gone, she had taken them all,
She took all his rings and the rest of his things;
The picture he missed from the wall.
"What! Moving!" the janitor said,
"Your rent is paid three months ahead!"
"What good is the flat?" said poor Louis, "Read
that."
And the janitor smiled as he read.
"Meet
me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there,
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie;
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair."
De:
Bronislau Kaper e Walter Jurmann
Filme: Everybody
Sing, 1938
I'm tired of the noise and hurly-burly
that fills the city late and early.
I long to hear the music of the used-to-be
that mother nature made for me.
I want to wander where the skies are blue,
where birds are singing all the long day through,
the music that I love to listen to
down on melody farm.
The cowbells tinkle in the early morn.
the bees are buzzin' 'round a field of corn,
to tell me that another song is born
down on melody farm.
The lazy river is drifting along
while daffodils dance on a hill
and while it's drifting it composes a song
to a water lily.
The morning sings the golden melody,
the evening brings the moonlight symphony,
for all the world is wrapped in harmony
down on melody farm.
I'm gonna pack my bag,
I'm gonna clear my brain,
and then I'm gonna buy a one-way ticket
on the fastest choo-choo train.
I'm gonna try to find
a little peace of mind.
I wanna leave the sound of rivets
and the horns of taxis way behind.
I want to run through the fields of the new-mown hay
and at the close of day
let me stray
where I hear the organ playing.
Just a song at twighlight
when the lights are low.
I wanna go,
I wanna go
I wanna be a little country girl in calico.
The morning sings the golden melody,
the evening brings the moonlight symphony,
for all the world is wrapped in harmony
down on melody farm.
Merry Christmas,
Have a very, very merry Christmas.
Dream about your hearts desire,
Christmas Eve when you retire,
Santa Claus will stop and I know he'll drop
Exactly what you wanted from your chimney top.
So be jolly,
Have a holiday as gay as holly.
May the ones you love be near you
With the laugh of friends to cheer you.
When the church bells ring,
Like the angels sing,
And you hear the joyful hymn they chime,
Hang a wish from me on your Christmas tree
For a very merry Christmas time.
There's
a pirate, known to fame
Black Macocco was the Pirate's name
In his day, the tops was he
Round the Caribbean or Caribbean Sea
When he sites a clipper ship
Mack would board her and begin to clip
First he'd grab, the ladies fair
Especially those with jewels,
Those with jewels to spare!
Especially those with jewels,
Those with jewels to spare.
Especially those with jewels,
Especially those with jewels,
Those with jewels to spare!
With his ladies and his loot,
Next Macocco from the ship would scoot
Then he'd set the ship afire...what a pretty funeral
Funeral pyre!
Mack the Black, what a pretty funeral,
Mack the Black, marvelous funeral pyre!
Though the years this black Macocco
Lead his pirate reign
His claim to fame was as black as his name
All around the Spanish Maine.
When he'd a make his daily rounds
Gals would trail him like a pack of hounds
Ev'ry night he'd have a date Ladies go to pieces,
Over Pieces of eight.
Hey!
Sleep my baby, baby sleep
Time for babe to be in slumber deep
If you wake or cry or laugh
Mack the Black will whack ya
And he'll whack ya in half!
Mack the black will really whack
Mack the black will whack ya!
Mack the black would really have to
Whack ya in half!
Mack the Black will really whack ya,
Mack the Black will whack ya!
Mack the black will whack ya
And he'll whack ya!
Aaaaaah! Mack was ruthless,
Mack was feared
Perhaps it's better that he disappeared
Yet I know, that he was bad
I could fall in love with,
Fall in love with the lad!
Evening star, if you see Mack
Stop his wanderings and guide him back
I'll be waiting, patiently
By the Caribbean or Caribbean Sea.
Is that the Caribbean Sea?
And if I met this famous pirate
Met him face to face
You think I'd run and hide my head
And scream around the place
Why no I'd just sashay around
Displaying all my charms
And soon I'd have him walk the plank
Right into my arms
It's the same old song they sing,
I love you!
The boys are all mad about Nellie,
daughter of officer Kelly.
And it's all day long they bring
flowers all dripping with dew.
And they join in the chorus of Nellie Kelly,
I love you!
(Repeat Chorus)
Dance with me!
You know I'd adore it with...
Dance with me!
I'm thrilled to death o'r it...
Dance with me!
I've been waiting for it with you!
It's a lovely night when we are dancing together.
It's a lovely night but the forecast says stormy weather.
All of you,
I'd like to be dancing with
All of you,
Perhaps be romancing with
All of you,
It would be entrancing,
that's true!
But it isn't quite fair to the rest,
so if you will all line up abreast,
I will dance with the one I like best.
Oceans apart and with only the blue between
Since we're apart
I'm yearning
I tell my heart
we must wait for another dawn
when he may be returning
How I regret the night he sailed for another shore
Will he come into sight to leave my arms no more?
I'll kiss him again
He'll know right from the very start
that we were never meant to be oceans apart
Oceans apart and with only the blue between us
Since we're apart
I'm yearning
I'll kiss him again
He'll know right from the very start
that we were never meant to be oceans apart.
De:
Johnny Mercer e Harry Warren, 1945
Filme: The
Harvey Girls, 1946
(as sung in the movie)
Do you hear that whistle down the line?
I figure that it's engine number forty-nine,
She's the only one that'll sound that way.
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
See the ol' smoke risin' round the bend,
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend,
Folks around these parts get the time o' day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Hey, Jim! yuh better git the rig!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel,
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell,
All the way to Cal-i-forn-i-ay
On the Atchison, Topeka
On the Atchison, Topeka
on the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Ooh-ee!
Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe,
Atchison, Topeka.
Oh, the roads back east are mighty swell,
The Chesapeake, Ohio and the ASL,
But I make my run and I make my pay
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Goin' back and forth along these aisles,
My land, you must've walked about a million miles.
It's a treat to be on your feet all day
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Here we come!
Raa-a-raa-a-raa-a-raa-raa-raa
She's really rakin' down the line
Looky, look, look, looky look, look, look
Oh, boy, we're huffin' and a-puffin' on the forty-nine!
In this day and age girls don't leave home
But if you get a hankerin', you wanna roam
Our advice to you is run away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Hey, men, did you ever see such perty femininity
arrivin' all at once in this here town?
In this here town?
Never saw the likes of this for miles around!
Round and round our heads are spinning,
New adventures are beginning.
What a length of calico,
It's taffet-ee and calico to really put a cowboy on the [word/words
unknown]
Cowboy, [word/words unknown]
It's enough to make a fella wanna wash...
Wash your face and hands, we hope you'll never be afraid of
soap!
Button shoes and powdered chalk and fancy smells and baby talk-
It's awful what a gal is fit to do!
Even so, we aim to say we love to honor and oh-
Baby, are there any more at home like you?
And in my hair combed and my slicker,
Gonna get spruced up and I'll [word/words unknown] her.
Put on the dog and I'll city-slick her,
Mr. Harvey, Mr. Harvey,
Fred Harvey knows exactly how to pick 'em!
We come from Dubuque, I-O-Way,
That's where the tall, tall, tall corn grows.
We come from Louisiana,
That's where the Mis-is-is-is-isippi flows.
I was the Lilian Russell of Cherryville, Kansas,
But they never gave me a chance.
I finished high school in Providence, Rhode Island,
And Providence, Rhode Island is where [word/words unknown].
(Virginia O'Brien)
Oh, I'm from Chillicothe-
Ohio!
My middle name's Hi-a-wath-ee -
Ohio!
I'm gonna git the gold in them thar hills,
So I said good-bye-o, Ohio!
We were school marms from Grand Rapids, Mich.
But reading, writing, 'rithmetic were not our dish.
(Ruth Brady)
I was born in Paris,
I was raised in Paris,
Went to school in Paris, Where I met a boy
I was married in Paris,
Almost buried in Paris,
But I finally left Paris-
Paris, Illinois!
(Ray Bolger)
So this is the wild and woolly west!
Give me my chaps and my checkered vest.
Give me a girl and a holster for my hip!
Bang, bang! Yip, yip!
(Enter Susan)
(to be continued)
(lyrics as written)
Do you hear that whistle down the line?
I figure that it's engine number forty-nine,
She's the only one that'll sound that way.
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
See the ol' smoke risin' round the bend,
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend,
Folks around these parts get the time o' day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Hey, Jim! yuh better git the rig!
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel,
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell,
All the way from Phil-a-del-phi-ay,
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Here we are two very bewilder'd people,
Here we are two babes that are lost in the wood.
We're not quite certain what has happen'd to us,
This lovely thing that's so marvelous,
But right from here the future looks awfully good.
Our Love Affair was meant to be,
It's me for you dear and you for me.
We'll fuss, we'll quarrel and tears start to brew
But after the tears
Our love will smile through.
I'm sure that I could never hide
The thrill I get when you're by my side
And when we're older we'll proudly declare,
Wasn't ours a lovely love affair.
Our love affair will be such fun,
We'll be the envy of everyone.
Those famous lovers we'll make them forget
From Adam and Eve to Scarlett and Rhett.
When youth has had its merry fling
We'll spend our evenings remembering
Two happy people who say on the square,
Isn't ours a lovely love affair.
Someplace where there isn't any trouble...
...do you suppose there is such a place, Toto?
There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or
a train. It's
far, far away...
Behind the moon
Beyond the rain
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I?
Reprise Cut from the Movie
(Judy sang this reprise in the witch's castle)
Someday I'll wake and rub my eyes,
and in that land beyond the skies you'll find me.
I'll be a laughing daffodil
and leave the silly cares that fill
my mind behind me.
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I?
*PINKIE*
There's a road that leads to happiness,
I know we can find it.
Although it's full of hills an spills, darling, we won't mind
it.
I've got you, You've got me who cares how rough the road might
be,
We'll go bumpty-bumpty bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love.
Remember this when anything goes wrong,
Remember this we'll merrily roll along.
We'll get rich or we won't, but who cares whether we do or don't
We'll go bumpty-bumpty bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love.
Hi-ho whadda we car. We're on our way but we don't know where.
We'll go bumpty-bumpty bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love
Let's all join in and sing this tune, Dottie, Buzz, and Danny
Boom
We'll go bumpty-bumpty bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love
We'll never need a silver lining for we'll never ever have a
cloud
Give three cheers for four Musketeers!
*DOTTIE
Only four?
*PINKIE*
Just four
*BUZZ
Just four?
*PINKIE*
No more, for five would be a crowd, yes!
*BUZZ
Rah-rah-rah!
*DOTTIE
Sis-boom-ba
*BILLIE*
Hey diddle diddle
*PINKIE*
And Oo-la-la. We'll go bumpty-bump, bumpty-bump, we'll go
bumpty-bump on the
bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love.
*ALL*
Hail! Hail! The gangs all here!
*PINKIE*
Home sweet home is in the rear. Bumpty, bumpty, bumpty bump
on
the bumpy road
to love.
Grab
your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep
Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter pat and that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid 'cause this rover, crossed over
If I never had a cent I'll be as rich as Rockfeller
Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street
With those blues on parade
Because this rover, it crossed over
If I never had a cent I'll be as loaded as old Rockfeller
With that gold dust 'round my feet
On the sunny side of the street
On the side, at that side of the street that is sunny
