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Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze there's a bar in far Bombay Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away Come fly with me, let's float down to Peru In llama-land there's a one man band and he'll toot his flute for you Come fly with me, let's take off in the blue Once I get you up there, where the air is rarefied We'll just glide, starry eyed Once I get you up there, I'll be holding you so near You may hear, the angels cheer because we're together Weather-wise it's such a lovely day Just say the words and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco Bay It's perfect, for a flying honeymoon they say So come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away Once I get you up there, where the air is rarefied We'll just glide, starry eyed Once I get you up there, I'll be holding you so near You may hear, all the angels cheer because we're together Weather-wise it's such a lovely day You just say those words, and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco Bay It's so perfect for a flying honeymoon they say Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly Pack up! let's fly away |
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| 2. |
| 3:20 |
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Around the world I've searched for you
I traveled on when hope was gone to keep a rendezvous I knew somewhere, sometime, somehow You'd look at me and I would see the smile you're smiling now It might have been in County Down Or in New York, in gay Paree , or even London town No more will I go all around the world For I have found my world in you <instrumental-first verse> It might have been in County Down Or in New York, in gay Paree , or even London town No more will I go all around the world For I have found my world in you |
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| 3. |
| 2:29 |
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'twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree Oh, I can still see the flow'rs bloomin' round her Where we met on the Isle of Capri She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning But somehow fate hadn't meant her for me And though I sailed with the tide in the morning Still my heart's on the Isle of Capri Summertime was nearly over Blue Italian sky above I said "Lady, I'm a rover, Can you spare a sweet word o'love?" She whispered softly "It's best not to linger" And then as I kissed her hand I could see She wore a lovely meatball on her finger 'twas goodbye at the Villa Capri <instrumental-horns with mandolin> Summertime was nearly over Blue Italian sky above I said "Lady, I'm a rover, Can you spare a fine word o'love?" She whispered softly "It's best not to linger" And then as I kissed her hand I could see She wore a plain golden ring on her finger 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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Writer(s): Blackburn/Suessdorf
Pennies in a stream Falling leaves a sycamore Moonlight in Vermont Icy finger waves Ski trails down a mountain side Snowlight in Vermont Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway As they travel each bend in the road And when people meet, in this romantic setting They're so hypnotized by the lovely... Evening summer breeze Warbling of a meadowlark Moonlight in Vermont |
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| 4:37 |
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Writer(s): Duke
Autumn in New York Why does it seem so exciting (inviting) Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-knighting Shimmering clouds - glimmering crowds (glittering crowds and shimmering clouds) In canyons of steel They're making me feel - I'm home It's autumn in New York That brings a (the) promise of new love Autumn in New York Is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands (They) All sigh for exotic lands (But) It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again This autumn in New York Transforms the slums into Mayfair Autumn in New York You'll need no castles in Spain Lovers that bless the dark On benches in Central Park (But) It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again (- in New York) |
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| 3:28 |
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Writer(s): Kipling/Speaks
By the old Moulmein Pagoda Looking eastward to the sea There's a Burma gal a settin' And I know that she waits for me And the wind is in those palm trees And the temple bells they say Come you back you mother soldier Come you back to Mandalay, come you back to Mandalay Come you back to Mandalay Where the old flotilla lay I can here those paddles chonkin' From Rangoon to Mandalay On the road to Mandalay Where the flying fishes play And the dawn comes up like thunder Out of China across the bay Ship me somewhere east of Suez Where the best is like the worst And there ain't no Ten Commandments And a cat can raise a thirst And those crazy bells keep ringing 'Cause it's there that I long to be By the egg foo yong pagoda Looking eastward to the see |
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| 2:11 |
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Writer(s): Dennis/Adair
Let's take a boat to Bermuda Let's take a plane to Saint Paul. Let's take a kayak to Quincy or Nyack, Let's get away from it all. Let's take a trip in a trailer No need to come back at all. Let's take a powder to Boston for chowder, Let's get away from it all. We'll travel 'round from town to town, We'll visit ev'ry state. I'll repeat, "I love you sweet!" In all the forty-eight. Let's go again to Niag'ra This time we'll look at the Fall. Let's leave our hut, dear, Get out of our rut, dear, Let's get away from it all. |
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| 2:50 |
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Writer(s): Harburg/Duke
I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris Whom can I run to What have you done to my heart |
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| 3:30 |
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London by night is a wonderful sight
There is magic abroad in the air I'm often told that the streets turn into gold When the moon shines on * Circus and Square * Deep in the dark that envelops the park There's romance in each cigarette glow Down by the Thames, lights that sparkle like gems Seem to wink at each girl and her beau Up comes the moon when the city's asleep He's not alone, for it seems Somewhere up there stands an angel to keep her watch While each Londoner dreams My love and I saw the sun leave the sky Then we kissed in the fast-fading light Most people say they love London by day But lovers love London by night |
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| 2:55 |
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Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June
We stood beneath an amber moon And softly murmured "Someday soon" We kissed and clung together Then, tomorrow was another day The morning found us miles away With still a million things to say And now, when twilight dims the skies above Recalling thrills of our love There's one thing I'm certain of Return, I will, to old Brazil Then, tomorrow was another day The morning found us miles away With still a million things to say Now, when twilight dims the skies above Recalling thrills of our love There's one thing that I'm certain of Return, I will, to old Brazil That old Brazil Man, it's old in Brazil Brazil, Brazil |
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| 2:44 |
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Night and you and blue Hawaii
The night is heavenly and you are heaven to me Lovely you and blue Hawaii With all this loveliness, there should be love Come with me while the moon is on the sea The night is young and so are we Dreams come true in blue Hawaii And mine could all come true This magic night of nights with you |
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| 3:52 |
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Writer(s): Cahn/van Heusen
It's very nice to go trav'ling To Paris London and Rome It's oh so nice to go trav'ling But it's so much nicer, yes it's so much nicer, to come home It's very nice to just wander The camel route to Iraq It's oh so nice to just wander But it's so much nicer, yes it's oh so nice, to wander back The mam'selles and frauleins, and the senoritas are sweet But they can't compete 'cause they just don't have What the models have, on Madison Ave. It's very nice to be footloose With just a toothbrush and comb It's oh so nice to be footloose But your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin' across the foam And you know your fate is Where the Empire State is All you contemplate is The view from Miss Liberty's dome It's very nice to go trav'ling But it's oh so nice to come home You will find the maiden and the gay muchachas are rare But they can't compare with that sexy line That parades each day at Sunset and Vine It's quite the life to play gypsy And roam as Gipsies will roam It's quite the life to play gypsy But your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin' across the foam And the Hudson River Makes you start to quiver Like the latest flivver That's simply dripin' with crome It's very nice to go trav'ling But it's oh so nice to come home |
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| 2:14 |
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Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I will show you around - I love it Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago The town that Billy Sunday couldn't shut down On State Street, that great street, I just want to say They do things they don't do on Broadway They have the time, the time of their life I saw a man, he danced with his wife In Chicago, Chicago my home town Chicago, Chicago that toddlin' town Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down On State Street, that great street, I just want to say They do things that they never do on Broadway -- say They have the time, the time of their life I saw a man and he danced with his wife In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago -- that's my home town |
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| 2:50 |
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South of the border - down Mexico way
That's where I fell in love, where the stars above - came out to play And now as I wander - my thoughts ever stray South of the border - down Mexico way She was a picture - in old Spanish lace Just for a tender while, I kissed a smile - upon her face 'Cause it was fiesta - and we were so gay South of the border - Mexico way Then she smiled as she whispered "manjanna" Never dreaming that we were parting Then I lied as a whispered "manjanna" 'Cause our tomorrow never came South of the border - I jumped back one day There in a veil of white, by the candle light - she knelt to pray The mission bells told me (ding-dong) - that I musn't stay South of the border - Mexico way |
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| 1:49 |
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I love paris in the spring time
I love paris in the fall I love paris in the summer when it sizzles I love paris in the winter when it drizzles I love paris every moment Every moment of the year I love paris, why oh why do I love paris Because my love is here I love paris every moment Every moment of the year I love paris, why oh why do I love paris Because my love is here |
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