Judy Garland - The Essential Judy Garland/ The Soho Collection [compilation] (2005) by Judy Garland (보컬) on maniadb.com

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?

Old man sunshine, listen you
Never tell me dreams come true
Just try it, and I'll start a riot

Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare
Ever tell me he will care
I'm certain, it's the final curtain

I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas
Who tells you fate supplies a mate
It's all bananas

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 skies of gray
Than any Russian play - could guarantee

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

Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me

Never could carry a tune, never knew where to start
You came along when everything was wrong and put a song in my heart

Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody
It haunted me from the start
Something inside of me started a symphony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing
About a nest set apart
All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

[Chorus]
Your eyes made skies seem blue again
What else could I do again
But keep repeating through and through
"I love you, love you"

I still recall the thrill, guess I always will
I hope 'twill never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody
It haunted me from the start
Something inside of me started a symphony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing
About a nest set apart
All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

[Chorus]

I still recall the thrill, I guess I always will
I hope 'twill never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine
Zing! Oh, Oh, Oh went the strings of my heart

I'm just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me
The heavenly blisses of his kisses
Fill me with ecstasy

He's sweet just like chocolate candy
Or like the honey from a bee
Oh, I'm just wild about Harry
And he's just wild about me

Now, I'm just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me
The heavenly blisses of his kisses
Fill me with ecstasy

Say now, he's sweet just like chocolate candy
Or like the honey from a bee
Oh, I'm just wild about Harry
And he's just wild about -
Cannot do without -
He's just wild about me

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you!
Embrace me, you irreplaceable you!

Just one look at you
My heart grew tipsy in me,
You and you alone
Bring out the Gypsy in me!

I love all, the many charms about you!
Above all, I want my arms about you!

Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa, come to papa, do!
My sweet embraceable you!

Never saw you look quite so pretty before,
Never saw you dress quite so handsome, what's more

I can hardly wait to keep our date, this lovely Easter morning,
And my heart beat fast as I came through the door.
For...

In your Easter bonnet, with all the frills upon it,
You'd be the grandest fellow in the Easter parade,
I'll be all in clover and when they look us over,
We'll be the proudest couple in the Easter parade.

On the avenue, 5th Avenue,
The photographers will sanp us,
And you'll find that you're in the Rotogravure.
Oh, I could write a sonnet, about your Easter bonnet,
And of the guy I'm taking to the Easter Parade.

On the avenue, 5th Avenue,
The photographers will snap us,
And you'll find that you're in the Rotogravure.

Oh, I could write a sonnet,
About your Easter bonnet,
And of the girl I'm taking to the Easter Parade.

The sleepless nights - the daily fights
The quick toboggan - when you reach the heights
I miss the kisses - and I miss the bites
I wish I were in love again

The broken dates - the endless waits
The lovely loving - and the hateful hates
The conversation - with the flying plates
I wish I were in love again

No more pain - no more strain
Now I'm sane - but I would rather be punch - drunk

The pulled out fur - of cat and cur
The fine mismating - of a him and her
I've learned my lesson - but I wish I were
In love again

The furtive sigh - the blackened eye
The words: "I love you - 'til the day I die"
The self deception - that believes the lie
I wish I were in love again

When love congeals - it soon reveals
The faint aroma - of performing seals
The double-crossing - of a pair of heels
I wish I were in love again

No, no more care - no, no despair
Now I'm all there (now) - but I'd rather be punchdrunk

Believe me sir - I much prefer
The classic battle - of a him and her
I don't like quiet - and I wish I were
In love again - in love again - in love again

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 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

When a girl meets boy,
Life can be a joy,
But the note they end on,
Will depend on little pleasures they will share,
So let us compare.

I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due.
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips,
How about you?

I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill,
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill.
Holding hands at the movie show,
When all the lights are low
May not be new, but I like it,
How about you?

I like Jack Benny's jokes,
To a degree.
I love the common folks,
That includes me.
I like to window shop on 5th Avenue,
I like banana splits, late supper at the Ritz,
How about you?

I love to dream of fame, maybe I'll shine,
I'd love to see your name right beside mine.
I can see we're in harmony,
Looks like we both agree
On what to do,
And I like it, how about you?

I'm so delighted I've ignited the spark within you.
Let me continue to make it burn.
With you I will be like a Trilby, so let's not dally.
Come on Svengali, I've lots to learn.
When you're arisin', start exercisin' daily.
For example, just a sample?
Bend and touch the floor fifty times or more.
Ha! A fine start to be a Bernhardt!

A dictionary's necessary but not for talking,
It's used for walking the Ziegfeld way.
Is this okay?
That's the trick, you're catching on quickly.
Should I take a bow?
A-ho! Let me show you how!
Just like partners on the stage.
If you can use a partner,
I'm the right age.

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When the whole world seems wrong
Just learn the words of a simple song,
Of blue skies above,
Be a troubadour and all is love.

When April showers stray
The silver lining will come they say,
And singin' in the rain's the thing
That those happy days again will bring.

So, everybody sing, everybody sing!
Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring.
Everybody's gay, everybody's gay!
Oh, say can't you hear the orchestra play?

Everybody sing, everybody start!
You can't go wrong with a song in your heart.
Everybody sing, get into the swing,
Get happy, everybody sing.

Yeah, everybody sing, come on now, everybody sing!
Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring.
Everybody's gay, everybody's gay!
Oh, say can't you hear la-da-de-oo-de-lay-de-lay-o?

Everybody sing, everybody start.
You can't go wrong with a song in your heart.
Everybody sing, come on now get into that swing
Go Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do
Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do
Everybody sing, everybody sing!
Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring.

Sing before breakfast, help the birdies along.
Before you have your buttered toast, have a song.
Sing before breakfast, never quiet a thing.
Before you eat your shredded wheat, sing, sing, sing!

Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie.
When the pie was opened and set before the king,
Four and twenty blackbirds started into sing.

Sing a melody of love, a song will win your lady fair.
Sing a song that mentions love and you will yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi.

Sing a song of cheer again,
The skies above will be clear again,
Those happy days are here again,
Sing a song of cheer again.

If you worry, if you fret, if you're getting deep in debt,
Let your frown turn summerset, get yourself a good quartet.

In the evening by the moonlight
you can hear those darkies singin'.

Sing good, sing bad,
Sing loud, sing soft,
Sing sweet, sing hot,
Sing!

Everybody sing, everybody sing!
Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring.
Everybody's gay, everybody's gay!
Oh, say can't you hear la-da-de-oo-de-lay-de-lay-o?
Everybody sing, everybody start.
You can't go wrong with a song in your heart
Everybody sing, get into the swing,
Go Do Re Me Fa So La Si Do
Get Happy, get happy
And everybody sing!

Forget your troubles
Come on get happy
You better chase all you cares away
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
Get ready for the judgement day

The sun is shining
Come on get happy
The lord is waiting to take your hand
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
We're going to the promise land

We're heading across the river
Wash your sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful on the other side

Forget your troubles
Come on get happy
You better chase all you cares away
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
Get ready for the judgement day

Forget your troubles
Come on get happy
Chase your cares away
Hallelu get happy
Before the judgement day

The sun is shining
Come on get happy
The lord is waiting to take your hand
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
We're gonna be going to the promise land

We're heading across the river
Wash your sins away in the tide
It's quiet and peaceful on the other side

Forget your troubles
Get happy
Your cares fly away
Shout halleluja
Get happy
Get ready for your judgement day

Come on get happy
Chase your cares away
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
Get ready for the judgement day

The sun is shining
Come on get happy
The lord is waiting to take your hand
Halleluja
Come on get happy
We're going to the promise land

We're heading across the river
Wash your sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful on the other side

Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
You better chase all your cares away
Shout halleluja
Come on get happy
Get ready

Get ready

Get ready

For the judgement day

That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside
When that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide

I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

You are the lover that I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go, all around I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love

Days can be sunny, with never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along?

I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way, look at what I've got

I got rhythm, I got music
I got my man, who could ask for anything more
I got daisys in green pastures
I got my man, who could ask for anything more

Old man trouble, I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I got starlight, I got sweet dreams
I got my man, who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more

I got rhythm, I got music
I got my man, who could ask for anything more
I got daisys in green pastures
I got my man, who could ask for anything more

Old man trouble, I don't mind him
You won't find him hangin' 'round my front or back door
Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more

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.

I'm nobody's baby
I wonder why
Each night and day I pray the Lord up above
Please send me down somebody to love

But nobody wants me
I'm blue somehow
Won't someone hear my plea and take a chance with me
Because I'm nobody's baby now

Nobody's baby
And I've got to know the reason why
Last week I was walking down the street and met a boy and I said
"Hey! Maybe I was meant for you"
But he only shook his head and said "Goodbye"
He kept on walking down the avenue

Nobody wants me
I'm mighty blue somehow
Won't someone hear my plea and take a chance with me
Because I'm nobody's baby now

I'm always chasing rainbows
Watching clouds drifting by
My schemes are just like all my dreams
Ending in the sky
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain
Some fellows make a winning sometimes
I never even make a gain
Believe me, I'm always chasing rainbows
Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain

I'm always chasing rainbows
Watching clouds drifting by
My schemes are just like all my dreams
Ending in the sky
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain
Some fellows make a winning sometimes
I never even make a gain
Believe me, I'm always chasing rainbows

My mama done tol' me, when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, " Hon, a man's gonna sweet talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done
A man is a two-face, A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "Whooee!"
(My mama done tol' me) Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle,
"Whooee!"
(My mama done tol' me) A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back
The blues in the night

The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide it's light
When you get the blues in the night

Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind of song
He knows things are wrong, and he's right

From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know
A man is a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night

My mama was right, there's blues in the night

I hear tell there's a stranger in the Jones household
(Yes siree, yes siree)
That's what I'm told
I hear tell there's a new arrival six days old
(Yes siree, yes siree)

Worth his weight in gold
Come right in and meet the son
Christening's done, time to have some fun
(Yes siree, yes siree, yes siree)

Yes siree, yes siree, it's a big holiday everywhere
For the Jones family has a brand new heir
He's the joy heaven sent and they proudly present
Mister Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones

When he grows up he never will stray
With a name like the one that he's got today
As he walks down the street folks will say
"Pleased to meet, Mister Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones"

What a smile and how he shows it
He'll keep happy all day long
What a name, I bet he knows it
With that handle how can he go wrong?

And the folks in the town all agree
He'll be famous, as famous as he can be
How can he be a dud or a stick in the mud
When he's Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones?
(Yes siree, yes siree, yes siree)
'Cause he's Franklin D. Roosevelt Jones

I got a frown, you got a frown
All God's chillun got a frown on their face
Take no chance with that frown
A song and a dance, turn it upside down

Ah, ah, ah, ah, zazoo, zazoo
All God's chillun got rhythm, all God's chillun got swing
Maybe haven't got money, maybe haven't got shoes
All God's chillun got rhythm for to push away their blues

All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing
When they start to go, "Ho ho ho"
The old troubles bound to go 'way, say
All God's chillun got swing

All God's children got trouble
Da da do day, ra do day, ra do da do, da da, da da day
Doh da do day, da do day, ra do, da do, da do day

Maybe haven't got money or maybe haven't got shoes
All God's chillun got rhythm for to push, for to push
For to push away their blues

All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing
When they start to go, "Ho ho ho"
The old troubles bound to go 'way, say
All God's chillun got swing

Swing it high, swing it low, hell, let 'em go, hah hah, yea
Swing it up, swing it down, ah hah let it go, oh hah, yea

Ain't got money, ain't got shoes
All God's chillun got rhythm
For to push away their doggone weary blues

Three cheers for the red, white and blue
Swing it up to the sky, don't ask how, don't ask why
Brother, go go oh hoh, blow blow, way hay ay
All God's chillun got swing, swing, swing

It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair!
The sidewalks of New York are thick with blarney
For shure you'd think New York was Old Kilarney!
It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full array
We're feeling so inspirish, shure because for all the Irish
It's a great, great day!

It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair!
Begosh, there's not a cop to stop a raiding
Begorra all the cops are out parading!
It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full aray
And as we go a swinging, ev'ry Irish heart is singing
It's a great, great day!

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

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!

I'll remember forever, when I was but three,
Mama, who was clever remarking to me:
"If, son, when you're grown up, you want everything nice,
I've got your future sewn up if you take this advice:

Be a clown,
Be a clown,
All the world loves a clown
Act the fool, play the calf
And you'll always have the last laugh,
Wear the cap and the bells
And you'll rate with all the great swells,
If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread,
If you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead,
You'll get a bigger hand if you can stand on your head.
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown!

Be a clown,
Be a clown,
All the world loves a clown
Be a crazy buffoon
And the 'demoiselles'll all swoon,
Dress in huge baggy pants
And you'll ride the road to romance,
A butcher or a baker ladies never embrace,
A barber for a beau would be a social disgrace,
They all'll come to call if you can fall on your face.
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown!

Be a clown,
Be a clown,
All the world loves a clown
Be the poor silly ass
And you'll always travel first class,
Give 'em quips, give 'em fun,
And they'll pay to say you're A-1,
If you become a farmer you've the weather to buck,
If you become a gambler, you'll be stuck with your luck
But jack you'll never lack if you can quack like a duck,
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown!

If you're ever in a jam, here I am
If you're ever in a mess, S-O-S
If you ever feel so happy, you land in jail... I'm your bail.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgot,
Ours will still be hot.
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle dig, dig, dig.

If you're ever up a tree, phone to me.
If you're ever down a well, ring my bell.
If you ever lose your teeth, and you're out to dine... borrow mine.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgate,
Ours will still be great.
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle, chuck, chuck, chuck.

If they ever black your eyes, put me wise.
If they ever cook your goose, turn me loose.
If they ever put a bullet through your brain... I'll complain.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgit,
Ours will still be it.
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle, hep, hep, hep.

Walked with no one and talked with no one
And I had nothing but shadows
Then one morning you passed
And I brightened at last
Now I greet the day and complete the day
With the sun in my heart
All my worry blew away
When you taught me how to say

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worry on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear a 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
This Rover crossed over

If I never have a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
Grab your street

Love your skimmer Judy, where did you grab it?

My hat?
Oh Bing, how nice of you to ask me that.
Because there's a very interesting story
Connected with this hat, there really is.
I was walking down the street the other day,
Ran into Mllicent Palmer, you know Millicent Palmer,
A very dear friend of mine.

How do I get involved?

Well we walked around the corner for what passes
For a millinery shop and she looked in the window and
Saw my hat and said, "that is for you"
I went in, the saleslady put it on my head and I
Thought it was a little matronly

Time

Oh, now wait, no wait

Cut

When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're sitting close together in a cozy taxi cab
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, gab, gab, gab
Aristotle, mathematics, economics, antique chairs
The classics, the comics, darling, who cares?
There's a brand new moon this evening and the weather should be fine
If you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, same old line
I'll politely close your lips with mine

How's your golf Bing?

My golf? Ho-ho I'm really moving that ball out there, striking it a ton.
I had a sixty-nine Sunday, should have been a sixty-five.
Terrific wind blowing, couldn't drop a single putt, it was murder

Oh, I lost my head with this question

And of course the equipment, you just can't get any golf balls anymore
The actors are hoarding them all...and the caddies, huh they want an
Annuity for eighteen holes. You've got to take an option on one to be sure
He'll show up.

Cut
Sorry
When the parlour lights are lowered and the family isn't in
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, chin, chin, chin
When there's music softly playing and I'm sitting on your lap
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, yap, yap, yap
Forward passes, second baggers, or a jockey who is hot.
Or boxing, or hockey, darling, so what?

I'll attempt some other evening.
Well you can call for me at nine

Calling?
But if you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, same old line
What do you mean the same old line?
Same line

You asked me about my hat,
You've been standing there for an hour
And a half talking your big fat head off

I thought
About golf

I just
You didn't even let me finish my story
I told you what I would do
Oh darling, let me finish
Steady, steady

Oh
It's so nice to close your lips with mine.

When you walk through a storm
Hold your chin up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on, through the wind,
Walk on, through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

I lived in a dream, my sweet
In a dream of you
My dream was a joy complete
For you loved me too

And I was no longer afraid
Of what the future might reveal
For the stuff that dreams
Are made of was suddenly real

Love of my life, life of my love
I used to pray and pray you'd hear me
Love of my life, angels above
Sent you at last, to stay always near me

Now we are one, never to part
And nevermore need I implore you to miss me

Come to my arms, come to my heart
Kiss me, kiss me
Come to me, come to me
Love of my life

Love of my life
My life, my love

Oh, it really wasn't my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse
That had to be obeyed.

Beacon Hill behavior we've been scorning
But I'll still not go in mourning
Though my reputation
Is blemished, I'm afraid.

What's done is done
But wasn't, and isn't it, fun

Honestly, I thought you wouldn't.
Naturally, you thought you couldn't.
And probably we shouldn't.
But aren't you kind of glad we did?

Actually, it all was blameless.
(of course it was)
Nevertheless, they'll call it shameless
(I suppose)
So the lady shall be nameless
(thank you)
But aren't you kind of glad we did?

Socially, you'll be an outcast
Obviously, we dined alone
On your good name there will be doubt cast
With never a sign of any chaperone.

No matter how they may construe it
(it'll be the wrong way)
Whether or not, we have to rue it
(we will)
Whatever made us do it
Say, aren't you kind of glad we did?

Honestly, I thought I couldn't.
Naturally, I thought I wouldn't.
And probably I shouldn't.
But aren't you kind of glad we did?

Dinner was quite above suspicion
Milk in the glasses when they'd clink
Listening to a tired musician
But what is it Mrs. Grundy's going to think?

That I'm a bounder, a rounder, a cad, a Boston blighter
When speaking of me, she'll be no politer
Oh let's turn to something brighter
Whatever we did, we're glad we did

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.

Did you ever wonder why in thunder
Thunder comes in spring?
Once upon a time it seems
All the world was wrapped in dreams.
Playful little fellas, so they tell us
Said Let's have our fling!
Spring is in the air, you know!
It's time to wake 'em up below!

So, when the thunder starts to thunder don't run home and cry.
They're playing ten-pins in the sky.
Little fellas way up yonder make the raindrops fly
While rollin', bowlin' ten-pins in the sky.

The world will wear a new bonnet
Daffodils on it,
Thanks to the skies above.
Thunder and showers
Wake up the flowers,
Where there are flowers
there must be love.

So, laugh at raindrops, laugh at thunder,
Clouds will soon roll by.
They're playing ten-pins in the sky!

For fifteen years I've played a waiting game
I've suffered like they do in Russian plays
But if what's in store is really what they claim
I must admit that suffering really pays
For fifteen years I've been just like a prisoner in a cell
For fifteen years my life has been just - awful

From one to four was such a bore I remember how I hated having all those people paw all over me and talk baby talk, they'd say goo-goo, isn't she cunning. Poor dear, she has her father's nose, ah-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a. The years from five to eight I hate, I've grown into a very unattractive child and consequently was utterly and completely ignored. But I didn't really mind, I had a book of Mother Goose and Mother Goose is pretty hot stuff when you're five years old.

At nine I had the measles so that didn't count. At ten I'd reached the performing stage and at the drop of a hat mother would call me in and have me sing The Rosary for her guests. I never will forget how papa used to squirm when I hit that high note.

From eleven to thirteen I'd rather not speak of. It was bad enough having Jimmy Doogan pull my hair in school but it was positively humiliating to have my own mother refer to me as her dear little ugly duckling

At fourteen I had my first taste of romance. It was at a party at dancing school and he was younger than I was, shorter than I was. Oh but he had a wonderful name - Archibold. And he really like me too, he really did but I had to go and spoil it all. I asked him right out if he'd be my best beau. That was the last I ever saw of him.

By now I was fifteen and pretty miserable. Mother refused to let me wear any lipstick or rouge and I went around looking as pale as death. It was then that I decided to join the monastary. And I would have too, if it hadn't been for Bing Crosby. I was afraid they wouldn'thave any radios in monastaries. So, I devoted my fifteenth year to Kraft cheese.

But now it's a different story, I can brush away the tears
And lau-augh at those awful fifteen years - For now I'm ...
Sweet Sixteen and I've got my first long dress
I can even have a date one night a week
I can paint my lips a little and rouge my cheeks
I'm sweet sixteen but I really must confess
Although this grown up life isn't simple
I wouldn't change places with Shirley Temple
Gee it's great to be just as free as the birds - above me
I'm a Juliet out to get a Romeo to love me
I ask you, please forget that I was an in-between
I mean my flags unfurled, I'm a woman of the world
I'm sweet sixteen...