Louise Wonderful! Oh, it's wonderful To be in love with you. Beautiful! You're so beautiful, You haunt me all day through. Every little breeze seems to whisper "Louise." Birds in the trees seem to twitter "Louise." Each little rose Tells me it knows I love you, love you. Every little beat that I feel in my heart, Seems to repeat, What I felt from the start, Each little sigh Tells me that I adore you, Louise. Just to see and hear you Brings joy I never knew. But to be so near you, Thrills me through and through. Anyone can see why I wanted your kiss, It had to be But the wonder is this: Can it be true, Someone like you Could love me, Louise? Innocent! You're so innocent And gentle as a dove. Heaven sent! You were heaven sent, An angel from above. Every little breeze seems to whisper "Louise." Birds in the trees seem to twitter "Louise." Each little rose Tells me it knows I love you, love you. Every little beat that I feel in my heart, Seems to repeat, What I felt from the start, Each little sigh Tells me that I adore you, Louise. Often when I'm gloomy And in my lonely room. Thoughts of you come to me,

Like a sweet perfume. Anyone can see why I wanted your kiss, It had to be But the wonder is this: Can it be true, Someone like you Could love me, Louise?

Puttin’ On the Ritz Have you seen the well to do Up and down Park Avenue On that famous thoroughfare With their noses in the air High hats and narrow collars White spats and lots of dollars Spending every dime For a wonderful time Now, if you're blue And you don't know where to go to Why don't you go where fashion sits Puttin' on the Ritz Different types who wear a day coat Pants with stripes and cutaway coat Perfect fits Puttin' on the Ritz Dressed up like a million dollar trooper Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper Super duper Come, let's mix where Rockefellers Walk with sticks or "umbrellas" In their mitts Puttin' on the Ritz Tips his hat just like an English chappie To a lady with a wealthy pappy Very snappy

You'll declare it's simply topping To be there and hear them swapping Smart tidbits Puttin' on the Ritz

Sunny Side Up

There's one thing to think of when you're blue, There are others around much worse off than you! If a load of troubles should arrive, Laugh and say, "It's great to be alive!"; And keep your sunny side up, up, Hide the side that gets blue. If you have nine sons in a row, Baseball teams make money, you know! Keep your funny side up, up, Let your laughter come through, do! Stand up on your legs, Be like two fried eggs, Keep your sunny side up! Life can be a pleasure or a pain, Good or bad, successful or in vain; Happiness is just a point of view, If you have it here's the thing to do; Keep your sunny side up, up, Drown a frown with a smile. If you think it's raining for you, Just remember, others are blue. Always look for the bright side, Start the day on the right side; You'll find life worthwhile, Learn to wear a smile, Keep your sunny side up!

Three Little Words Three little words, oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase, To hear those three little words that's all I'd live for the rest of my days. And what I feel in my heart, they tell sincerely. No other words can tell it half so clearly. Three little words, eight little letters which simply mean I love you.

Makin’ Whoopee

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' that he's so willin' To make whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture the same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring He's washin dishes and baby clothes He's so ambitious he even sews But don't forget folks, Thats what you get folks, for makin' whoopee He doesn't make much money Five thousand dollars per; Some judge who thinks he's funny Says, "You pay six to her." He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?" The judge says, "Budge, right into jail. You'd better keep her I think it's cheaper Than making whoopee."

When I Take My Sugar To Tea

I'm just a little "Jackie Horner" Since I met my sugar cane. That gang of mine has been revealin' That they're feelin' sore. I left the lamp light on the corner, For the moon in lover's lane. I'm doing things I never did before. When I take my sugar to tea, all the Boys are jealous of me, 'cause I Never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea. I'm a rowdy dowdy, that's me, She's a high hat baby, that's she, So I never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea. Ev'ry Sunday afternoon, We forget about our cares, Rubbing elbows at the Ritz, With those millionaires. When I take my sugar to tea, I'm as Ritzy as can be, 'Cause I never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea.

Isn’t It Romantic?

I've never met you, yet never doubt, dear; I can't forget you, I've thought you out, dear. I know your profile and I know the way you kiss, just the things I miss on a night like this. If dreams are made of imagination I'm not afraid of my own creation. With all my heart, my heart is here for you to take. Why should I quake? I'm not awake. Isn't it romantic? Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.

Isn't it romantic? Moving shadows write the oldest magic word. I hear the breezes playing in the trees above while all the world is saying you were meant for love. Isn't it romantic merely to be young on such a night as this? Isn't it romantic? Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss. Sweet symbols in the moonlight, do you mean that I will fall in love per chance? Isn't it romance? My face is glowing, I'm energetic. The art of sewing I found poetic. My needle punctuates the rhythm of romance. I don't give a stitch if I don't get rich. A custom tailor who has no custom is like a sailor, no one will trust 'em. But there is magic in the music of my shears. I shed no tears, lend me your ears. Isn't it romantic? Soon I will have found some girl that I adore. Isn't it romantic? While I sit around my love can scrub the floor. She'll kiss me every hour or she'll get the sack and when I take a shower she can scrub my back. Isn't it romantic? On a moonlight night she'll cook me onion soup. Kiddies are romantic and if we don't fight we soon will have a troupe. We'll help the population, it's a duty that we owe to dear old France. Isn't it romance?

On The Good Ship Lollipop

I've thrown away my toys, even my drum and train I want to make some noise with real live aeroplanes Someday I'm going to fly, I’ll be a pilot, too And when I do, how would you like to be my crew? On The Good Ship Lollipop It's a sweet trip to a candy shop

Wherebon-bons play On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay Lemonade stands everywhere Crackerjack bands fill the air And there you are Happy landing on a chocolate bar See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll With the big bad devil's food cake If you eat too much, ooh-ooh You'll awake with a tummy ache On The Good Ship Lollipop It's a night trip, into bed you hop And dream away On The Good Ship Lollipop On The Good Ship Lollipop It's a sweet trip to a candy shop Wherebon-bons play On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay Lemonade stands everywhere Crackerjack bands fill the air And there you are Happy landing on a chocolate bar See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll With the big bad devil's food cake If you eat too much, ooh-ooh You'll awake with a tummy ache On The Good Ship Lollipop It's a night trip, into bed you hop And dream away On The Good Ship Lollipop You'll awake with a tummy ache On The Good Ship Lollipop It's a night trip, into bed you hop And dream away On The Good Ship Lollipop

Inka Dinka Doo

Once upon a time they played that Fo, lo, dee, oh, do But that was long ago Then they started singin' that Boo, boop, ee, do But they got tired of that, you know Now here's a little tune that's goin' 'round You can hear it all over town They're singin' Ink, a dink a dink, a dink a dink, a dink a doo Oh what a tune for croonin' Ink a dink a dink, a dink a dink, a dink a doo It's got the whole world swoonin' Eskimo belles up in Iceland Have got themselves a real paradise land Singin' Ink a dink a dink, a dink a dink, a dink a doo Ink a dink a dink, a dink a doo

Did You Ever See A Dream Walking?

Something very strange and mystic happened to me Something realistic and as weird as can be Something that I feared somehow is now endeared to me What a funny feeling, odd and yet so true Did a thing like this ever happen to you

Did you ever see a dream walking Well, I did Did you ever hear a dream talking

Well, I did Did you ever have a dream thrill you With "Will you be mine?" Oh, it's so grand And it's too, too divine Did you ever see a dream dancing Well, I did Did you ever see a dream romancing Well, I did Did you ever see heaven right in your arms Saying "I love you, I do" Well, the dream that was walking And the dream that was talking And the heaven in my arms was you

Cheek to Cheek Heaven, I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek Heaven, I'm in heaven And the cares that hung around me through the week Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek Oh! I love to climb a mountain And to reach the highest peak But it doesn't thrill me half as much As dancing cheek to cheek Oh! I love to go out fishing In a river or a creek But I don't enjoy it half as much As dancing cheek to cheek Dance with me I want my arm about you The charm about you Will carry me through to heaven

I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek

I’ve Got You Under My Skin

I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in the heart of me So deep in my heart, you're really a part of me I've got you under my skin I've tried so not to give in I've said to myself this affair never will go so well But why should I try to resist when darling I know so well I've got you under my skin Sacrifice anything come what might For the sake of having you near In spite of a warning voice That comes in the night and repeats And repeats in my ear Don't you know little fool You never can win Use your mentality, wake up to reality But each time I do, just the thought of you Makes me stop before I begin Oh baby under my skin Baby, baby you under my skin Don't you know that each time I do Just the thought of you Makes me stop before I begin 'Cause I've got you under my skin Never win, never win Never win, never win No no, never win, never win Never win, never win No no, never win, never win

Never win, never win No no, never win, never win Never win, never win

Pennies From Heaven

A long time ago, a million years BC The best things in life were absolutely free But no one appreciated a sky that was always blue And no one congratulated a moon that was always new So it was planned that they would vanish now and then And you must pay before you get them back again That's what storms were made for And you shouldn't be afraid for Every time it rains it rains Pennies from heaven Don't you know each cloud contains Pennies from heaven You'll find your fortune falling all over town Be sure that your umbrella is upside down Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers If you want the things you love You must have showers So when you hear it thunder Don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me You must have showers So when you hear it thunder Don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me

A Fine Romance

A fine romance with no kisses A fine romance, my friend, this is We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes (to-mah-toes, dear) But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed po-tah-toes (potatoes) A fine romance, you won't nestle A fine romance, you won't even wrestle You've never mussed the crease in my blue serge pants You never take a chance, this is a fine romance A fine romance, my good fellow You take romance, I'll take Jello You're calmer than the seals in the Arctic Ocean At least they flap their fins to express emotion A fine romance, my dear Duchess Two old fogies, we really need crutches You're just as hard to land as the Ile de France! (Fronce) I haven't got a chonce (chance), this is a fine romance A fine romance, my good woman My strong, aged-in-the-wood woman You never give those orchids I send a glance They're just like cactus plants, (oh boy) This is a fine romance!

Pick Yourself Up

Pick yourself up, Take a deep breath, Dust yourself off And start all over again. Nothing's impossible, I have found For when my chin is on the ground. I pick myself up, Dust myself off And start all over again.

Don't lose your confidence If you slip Be grateful for a pleasant trip And pick yourself up, Dust yourself off And start all over again. Work like a soul inspired Until the battle of the day is won. You may be sick and tired, But you'll be a man, my son. Will you remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again They picked themselves up Dust themselves off And start'd all over again. Work like a soul inspired Till the battle of the day is won. You may be sick and tired, But you'll be a man, my son. Will you remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again? So take a deep breath Pick yourself up Dust yourself off And start all over again.

The Way You Look Tonight

Some day, when I'm awfully low When the world is cold I will feel a glow just thinking of you And the way you look tonight Yes, you're lovely, with your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft There is nothing for me, but to love you And the way you look tonight

With each word, your tenderness grows Tearing my fear apart And that laugh wrinkles your nose Touches my foolish heart Lovely; never, ever change Keep that breathless charm Won't you please arrange it? Cause I love you Just the way you look tonight And that laugh that wrinkles your nose It touches my foolish heart Lovely, Don't you ever change Keep that breathless charm Won't you please arrange it? Cause I love you Just the way you look tonight

Heigh-Ho

We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig in our mine the whole day through To dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig is what we really like to do It ain't no trick to get rich quick If you dig dig dig with a shovel or a pick In a mine! In a mine! In a mine! In a mine! Where a million diamonds shine! We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig from early morn till night We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig up everything in sight We dig up diamonds by the score A thousand rubies, sometimes more But we don't know what we dig 'em for We dig dig dig a-dig dig Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho hum Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go

Thanks For The Memory

Thanks for the memory Of sentimental verse Nothing in my purse And chuckles When the preacher said For better or for worse How lovely it was Thanks for the memory Of Schubert's Serenade Little things of jade And traffic jams And anagrams And bills we never paid How lovely it was We who could laugh over big things Were parted by only a slight thing I wonder if we did the right thing Oh, well, that's life, I guess I love your dress Thanks for the memory Of faults that you forgave

Of rainbows on a wave And stockings in the basin When a fellow needs a shave Thank you so much Thanks for the memory Of tinkling temple bells Alma mater yells And Cuban rum And towels from The very best hotels Oh how lovely it was Thanks for the memory Of cushions on the floor Hash with Dinty Moore That pair of gay pajamas That you bought And never wore We said goodbye with a highball Then I got as high as a steeple But we were intelligent people No tears, no fuss Hooray for us Strictly entre nous Darling, how are you? And how are all Those little dreams That never did come true? Awfully glad I met you Cheerio and toodle-oo Thank you Thank you so much

Give A Little Whistle

That's it C'mon now, let's sing it! When you get in trouble and you don't know right from wrong

Give a little whistle Give a little whistle When you meet temptation and the urge is very strong Give a little whistle Give a little whistle Not just a little squeak Pucker up and blow And if your whistle's weak, yell "Jiminy Cricket!" Take the straight and narrow path And if you start to slide Give a little whistle Give a little whistle And always let your conscience be your guide Take the strait and narrow path And if you start to slide Give a little whistle Give a little whistle And always let your conscience be your guide And always let your conscience be your guide

When You Wish Upon A Star

When you wish upon a star, Makes no difference who you are, Anything your heart desires, Will come to you. If your heart is in your dream, No request is too extreme, When you wish upon a star, As dreamers do. Fate is kind, She brings to those who love, The sweet fulfillment of, Their secret longing, Like a bolt from the blue Fate steps in and sees you through When you wish upon a star Your dreams come true

Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy

He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way

He had a boogie style that no one else could play

He was the top man at his craft

But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft

He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam

It really brought him down because he couldn't jam

The captain seemed to understand

Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted a band

And now the company jumps when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot

He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm

He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'I'm

He makes the company jump when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

He was our boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was buzy as a "bzzz" bee

And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

Toot-toot-toot, toot-diddelyada, toot-diddelyada

Toot, toot, he blows it eight-to-the-bar

He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'I'm

A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

He puts the boys asleep with boogie every night

And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright

They clap their hands and stamp their feet

Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat

He really breaks it up when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

Da-doo-da da-doo-da-da da

Da-doo-da da-doo-da-da da

Da-doo-da da-doo-da-da da

Da-doo-da da-doo-da-da

A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B!

The Last Time I Saw Paris The lady known as Paris, romantic and charming,

Has left her old companions

And faded from view

Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vein

Her streets are where they were

But there’s no sign of her.

She has left the Seine.

The last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gray

I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe

The last time I saw Paris

Her trees were dressed for spring

And lovers walked beneath those trees

And birds found songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs

That I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns

Was music to my ears.

The last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they change her

I’ll remember her that way.

I’ll think of happy hours, and people who shared them

Of women selling flowers in markets at dawn

Children who applauded Punch and Judy in the park

And those who danced at night

And kept our Paris bright

Till the town went dark.

The last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gray

I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe

The last time I saw Paris

Her trees were dressed for spring

And lovers walked beneath those trees

And birds found songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs

That I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns

Was music to my ears.

The last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they change her

I’ll remember her that way.

Dolores

How I love the kisses of Dolores

Aye-aye-aye Dolores

Not Marie or Emily or Doris

Only my Dolores

From a balcony above me

She whispers "Love me", then throws a rose

Ah but she is twice as lovely

As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my Dolores

Aye-aye-aye Dolores

I was made to serenade Dolores

I would die to be with my Dolores

Aye-aye-aye Dolores

I was made to serenade Dolores

Just imagine eyes like moonrise

A voice like music, lips like wine

What a break if I could make Dolores

Mine all mine.

I would die to be with my Dolores

Aye-aye-aye Dolores

I was made to serenade Dolores

I would die to be with my Dolores

Aye-aye-aye Dolores

I was made to serenade Dolores

Just imagine eyes like moonrise

A voice like music, lips like wine

What a break if I could make Dolores

Mine all mine

San Antonio Rose Deep within my heart lies a melody

A song of old San Antone

Where in dreams I live with a memory

Beneath the stars all alone

It was there I found beside the Alamo

Enchantment strange as the blue up above

A moonlit pass that only she would know

Still hears my broken song of love

Moon in all your splendor know only my heart

Call back my rose, rose of San Antone

Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart

Speak once again of my love, my own.

Broken song, empty words I know

Still live in my heart all alone

For that moonlit pass by the Alamo

And Rose, my Rose of San Antone

Deep within my heart lies a melody,

A song of old San Antone

Where in dreams I live with a memory

Beneath the stars all alone

It was there I found beside the Alamo

Enchantment strange as the blue up above

A moonlit pass that only she would know

Still hears my broken song of love

Moon in all your splendor know only my heart

Call back my rose, rose of San Antone

Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart

Speak once again of my love, my own.

Broken song, empty words I know

Still live in my heart all alone

For that moonlit pass by the Alamo

And Rose, my Rose of San Antone

For Me and My Gal What a beautiful day

For a wedding in May

See the people all stare

At the lovable pair

She's a vision of joy

He's the luckiest boy

In his wedding array

Hear him smilingly say....

The bells are ringing for me and my gal

The birds are singing for me and my gal

Ev'rybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going

And for weeks they're been sewing, ev'ry Susie and Sal

They're congregating for me and my gal

The Parson's waiting for me and my gal

And sometime, I'm goin' to build a little home for two

For three or four, or more, in Loveland for me and my gal

See the relatives there,

Looking over the pair

They can tell at a glance

It's a loving romance

It's a wonderful sight

As the fam'lies unite

Gee! it makes the boy proud

As he says to the crowd....

The bells are ringing for me and my gal

The birds are singing for me and my gal

Ev'rybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going

And for weeks they're been sewing, ev'ry Susie and Sal

They're congregating for me and my gal

The Parson's waiting for me and my gal

And sometime, I'm goin' to build a little home for two

For three or four, or more, in Loveland for me and my gal

Moonlight Becomes You

Moonlight becomes you, it goes with your hair

You certainly know the right thing to wear

Moonlight becomes you, I'm thrilled at the sight

And I could get so romantic tonight

You're all dressed up to go dreaming

Now don't tell me I'm wrong

And what a night to go dreaming

Mind if I tag along?

If I say I love you

I want you to know

It's not just because there's moonlight

Although, moonlight becomes you so

You're all dressed up to go dreaming

Now don't tell me I'm wrong

And what a night to go dreaming

Mind if I tag along?

If I say I love you

I want you to know

It's not just because there's moonlight

Although, moonlight becomes you so

That Old Black Magic

That old black magic has me in it's spell

That old black magic that you weave so well

Those icy fingers up and down my spine

The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside

And then that elevator starts it's slide

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

A flame with such a burning desire

That only your kiss can put out the fire

'cause you're the lover I have waited for

The mate that fate had me created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Darling, down and down I go

Round and round I go

In that spin of love that I am in

Under that old black of love

Stormy Weather

Don't know why

There's no sun up in the sky

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps raining all the time

Life is bare

Gloom and misery everywhere

Stormy weather

Just can't get my poor old self together

I'm weary all the time, the time

So weary all of the time

When he went away

The blues walked in and met me

If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me

All I do is pray

The lord above will let me

Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps raining all the time Keeps raining all of the time

I walk around,

Heavy-hearted and sad

Night comes around

And I'm still feeling bad

Rain pourin' down

Blinding every hope I had

This pitter 'n patter 'n beatin' 'n spatterin' drivin' me mad

Love, love, love, love This misery will be the end of me

When he went away

The blues walked in and met me

If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me

All I do is pray

The lord above will let me

Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps raining all the time, the time Keeps raining all the time

Ac-cent Tchu-ate The Positive

You've got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive

E-lim-i-nate the negative

Latch on to the affirmative

Don't mess with Mr. In-Between

You've got to spread joy up to the maximum

Bring gloom down to the minimum

Have faith, or pandemonium

Liable to walk upon the scene

To illustrate

His last remark

Jonah in the whale, Noah in the ark

What did they do

Just when everything looked so dark?

Man, they said we better

Ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive

E-lim-i-nate the negative

Latch on to the affirmative

Don't mess with Mr. In-Between

No, do not mess with Mr. In-Between!

Do you hear me, hmm?

It Might As Well Be Spring

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm

I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string

I'd say that I had Spring fever

But I know it isn't Spring

I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented

Like a nightingale without a song to sing

Oh, why should I have Spring fever

When it isn't even Spring?

I keep wishing I were somewhere else

Walking down a strange new street

Hearing words that I have never heard

From a girl I've yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams

I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing

I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing

But I feel so gay in a melancholy way

That it might as well be Spring

It might as well be Spring

It’s A Grand Night For Singing

It's a grand night for singing,

The moon is flying high,

And somewhere a bird

Who is bound he'll be heard

Is throwing his heart at the sky!

It's a grand night for singing,

The stars are bright above.

The earth is a-glow

And to add to the show,

I think I am falling in love!

Falling, falling in love.

It's a grand night for singing,

The moon is flying high,

And somewhere a bird

Who is bound he'll be heard,

Is throwing his heart at the sky!

Maybe it's more than the moon,

Maybe it's more than the birds,

Maybe it's more than sight of the night,

In a light too lovely for words.

Maybe it's more than the earth

Shiny in silvery blue.

Maybe the reason I'm feeling this way

Has something to do with you!

It's a grand night for singing,

The stars are bright above.

The earth is a-glow

And, to add to the show

I think I am falling in love!

Falling, falling in love!

It's a grand night for singing,

The moon is flying high,

And somewhere a bird

Who is bound he'll be heard,

Is throwing his heart at the sky!

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

My, oh, my, what a wonderful day

Plenty of sunshine headin' my way

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay!

Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder

It's the truth, it's "actch'll"

Everything is "satisfactch'll"

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!

Yes, sir

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

My, oh, my, what a wonderful day

Plenty of sunshine headin' my way

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay!

Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder

It's the truth, it's "actch'll"

Everything is "satisfactch'll"

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Wonderful feeling, feeling this way!

Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder

It is the truth, it's "actch'll", hm?

Where is that bluebird?

Everything is "satisfactch'll"

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!