| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 2. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
I FALL IN LOVE TOO EASILY by Tony Bennett I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast I fall in love too terribly hard for love to everlast My heart should be well-schooled 'Cause I been fooled in the past and still I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast I fall in love too terribly hard for love to everlast My heart should be well-schooled 'Cause I been fooled in the past And still I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
| 4. |
| - |
|
|||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
|
NIGHT AND DAY by Tony Bennett Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom when the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock as it stands against the wall Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops when a summer shower is through So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you Night and day you are the one Only you beneath the moon and under the sun Whether near to me or far It's no matter darling where you are I think of you night and day, day and night Why is it so That this longing for you follows wherever I go In the roaring traffic's boom In the silence of my lonely room I think of you night and day, night and day Under the hide of me there's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me And this torment won't be through 'till you let me spend my life making love to you day and night, night and day |
||||||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
|
She likes the theater and never comes late She never bothers with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls That's why the lady is a tramp She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, and it's "oke"Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight She loves the theater but never comes late She'd never bother with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads That's why the lady is a tramp She'd love the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, but it's "oke"Hates California, it's so cold and so damp That's why the lady That's why the lady That's why the lady is a tramp |
||||||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
| 14. |
| - |
|
|||
| 15. |
| - |
|
|||
| 16. |
| - |
|
|||
| 17. |
| - |
|
|||
| 18. |
| 2:25 |
|
|||
|
Last night when we were young
Love was a star, a song unsung Life was so new, so real so right Ages ago last night Today the world is old You flew away and time grew cold Where is that star that shone so bright Ages ago last night? To think that spring had depended On merely this: a look, a kiss To think that something so splendid Could slip away in one little daybreak So now, let's reminisce And recollect the sighs and the kisses The arms that clung When we were young last night |
||||||
| 19. |
| - |
|
|||
| 20. |
| - |
|
|||
| 21. |
| - |
|
|||
| 22. |
| - |
|
|||
| 23. |
| - |
|
|||
| 24. |
| - |
|
|||
|
