Ella Fitzgerald - Jukebox Ella: The Complete Verve Singles Vol. 1 (2005) by Ella Fitzgerald (보컬) on maniadb.com

"Such a bad thing to run away from my mother
Right into the arms of a lover
I should walk away from you in my brand new shoes
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
I'm a baby, and your kiss is so tender
I'm a big fool if I ever surrender
I'll come back some day when I learn the rules
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues

Soon enough the blues will come and break my heart
So I'll make my getaway before the teardrops start
It's a hard game and I'm just a beginner
Why play if the blues is the winner
If I stick around I know I'll lose
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues

Soon enough the blues will come and break my heart
So I'll make my getaway before the teardrops start
It's a hard game and I'm just a beginner
Why play if the blues is the winner
If I stick around I know I'll lose
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
Just too young, too young for the blues."

A-tisket a-tasket
A green-and-yellow basket
I bought a basket for my mommie
On the way I dropped itI dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the marketShe was truckin' on down the avenue
Without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the groundA-tisket a-tasket
She took my yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I shall die(Was it red?) No, no, no, no
(Was it brown?) No, no, no, no
(Was it blue?) No, no, no, no
Just a little yellow basket

Along a mountain pass,
There is a patch of grass,
Where the swingin' shepard plays his tunes.
His sheep never stray,
Dancing all day til they see the pale and yellow moon.
And then he leads his flock,
And they all rock to the tune of the swingin' sheperd blues.

(flute)
c'mon sheperd let it echo through the hills
(flute)

Dim the light, little man
And tonight, little man
On a ship of dreams you'll sail

Dreams are made for children
And a dream is a fairytale

You don't need a magic wand
To see all that lies beyond
If you just believe in fairyland
Fairyland appears

Dream away, little man
Dream as long as you can
Don't grow up, I beg of you

Dreams are made for children
And for children dreams come true

They're writing songs of love - but not for me
A lucky star's above - but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play - could guaranteeI was a fool to fall - and get that way
Hi ho alas and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
I was a fool to fall - and get that way
Hi ho alas and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me

Oh, Mr. Paganini
Please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it won’t you sing it?
And if you can’t sing you simply have to
Scat

Listen Paganini,
We breathlessly await your masterful dtente
Go on and sling it
And if you can’t sling it you simply have to
Scat

We heard your repertoire
And at the final bar
We greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation of:
‘I never cared much for moonlight skies
I never blinked back at fireflies’
Would do

So, Paganini don’t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve?
Come on and spring it
And if you can’t spring it, you simply have to
Scat

Listen Paganini, please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, wont you sing it?
If the boys is bopping
Aint no need in stopping
Scat

Listen Paganini,
We breathlessly await your masterful dtente
Come on and spring it
If the boys is bopping
Aint no need in stopping
Scat

I heard your repertoire and
At the final bar
We greeted you, we greeted you
With wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation of
Scat

Listen Paganini
Now, don’t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve?
Come on and spring it
And if you can’t spring it, you simply have to
Swing it

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little moon starts to
climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wandered down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone bySometimes I wonder why I spend
a lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie,
and I am once again with you
When our love was new
and each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago,
now my consolation is in the stardust of a song.
Beside a garden wall,
when stars are bright,
you are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
Of paradise where roses grew
Though I dream in vain,
in my heart it will remain
My stardust melody,
The memory of love's refrain