Al Jolson (May 26, 1886 – October 23, 1950) was an American singer, comedian, and actor. In his heyday, he was dubbed "The World's Greatest Entertainer".
His performing style was brash and extroverted, and he popularized a large number of songs that benefited from his "shamelessly sentimental, melodramatic approach". Numerous well-known singers were influenced by his music, including Bing CrosbyJudy Garland, rock and country entertainer Jerry Lee Lewis, and Bob Dylan, who once referred to him as "somebody whose life I can feel". Broadway critic Gilbert Seldes compared him to "the Greek God Pan", claiming that Jolson represented "the concentration of our national health and gaiety."
In the 1930s, he was America's most famous and highest paid entertainer. Between 1911 and 1928, Jolson had nine sell-out Winter Garden shows in a row, more than 80 hit records, and 16 national and international tours. Although he's best remembered today as the star in the first (full length) talking movie, The Jazz Singer in 1927, he later starred in a series of successful musical films throughout the 1930s. After a period of inactivity, his stardom returned with the 1946 Oscar-winning biographical film, The Jolson Story. Larry Parks played Jolson with the songs dubbed in with Jolson’s real voice. A sequel, Jolson Sings Again, was released in 1949, and was nominated for three Oscars. After the attack on Pearl Harbor, Jolson became the first star to entertain troops overseas during World War II, and again in 1950 became the first star to perform for G.I.s in Korea, doing 42 shows in 16 days. He died just weeks after returning to the U.S., partly due to the physical exertion of performing. Defense Secretary George Marshall afterward awarded the Medal of Merit to Jolson's family.
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One of two "Harlow" film biographies that appeared in 1965, this one stars Carol Lynley in the title role that begins as Jean Harlow, a bit player in Laurel and Hardy comedies, is invited to test for director Jonathan Martin for the lead in Howard Hughes's "Hell's Angels." She is an instantaneous sensation, and in a series of films devoted more to her body than her talent, she becomes Hollywood's "Platanum Blonde."
Keywords: actress, blonde, death-of-young-woman, director, dying-young, face-slap, family-relationships, hollywood-california, husband-wife-relationship, impotence
The Picture The World Has Been Waiting To See!
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Professor Ludwig von Drake plays a variety of popular music, all of which he wrote. First, ragtime: the Rutabaga Rag, with vegetables dancing in stop-motion. Next, the Charleston, with cut-out animation of a singer and dancers. Dixieland and more cut-out animation; the crooner/love ballad; 50's doo-wop; and finally, rockabilly.
Keywords: anthropomorphic-animal, anthropomorphic-sun, anthropomorphism, apple, asian-stereotype, asparagus, baker, banana, banjo, bank
Sixty Years of Syncopation...FROM "RAGTIME" TO THE "BIG BEAT" (original one-sheet poster)
THE FLIP SIDE OF MODERN MUSIC! (original print ad-all caps)
A NEW TWIST ON THE OLD "RAGTIME" (original print ad-all caps)
[zoom in on large mansion with extensive grounds, statuary, and monuments]::Ludwig Von Drake: Hello there! Welcome to my modest home!
Ludwig Von Drake: Around the turn of the century, I was a starving musician, and I was down to my last rutabaga. And anybody knows what that means: I was dressed in rags all the time. [sobs] Even my clothes was in rags. And I said to myself, "That's it! I will call my new syncopation... ragtime!"
Ludwig Von Drake: Popularity is fickle, and soon my ragtime was worn to shreds and the people shouted, "Ludwig, pay your bills!" No, that isn't what they said, that was my laundry man who said that.
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Ray Henderson joins Buddy De Sylva and Lew Brown to form a successful 1920s musical show writing team. They soon have several hits on Broadway but De Sylva's personal ambition leads to friction as the other two increasingly feel left out of things.
Keywords: ambition, broadway-manhattan-new-york-city, claim-in-title, manhattan-new-york-city, new-york-city
John O'Hara's flaming portrait of the jazz age... and the guys and gals who made it Zing!
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The Disassociated Press wants Bugs Bunny's life story. Got a pencil? "First," says Bugs, "I was born." He quickly learns he is different from the other children: he's a "rabbit in a human world." He grows up to accept repetitive chorus boy jobs in such Broadway revues as "Girl of the Golden Vest," "Wearing of the Grin" and "Rosie's Cheeks." His career hits the skids and he's living on a park bench before he's discovered by that great vaudeville star, Elmer Fudd. Their dual comedy act is a hit, which leads to film roles. Will Bugs Bunny ever have to look back?
Keywords: cartoon-rabbit, celebrity-caricature, hollywood, hungarian-rhapsody-by-liszt, looney-tunes, reference-to-bugs-bunny, reference-to-elmer-fudd, showbiz, surrealism, title-spoken-by-character
Bugs Bunny: [narrating] After much consideration, I finally accepted an important part in the hit show, "Girl of the Golden Vest".::Bugs Bunny, Boys of the Chorus: [dissolve to Bugs and chorus boys entering stage] [singing] Oh, we are the boys of chorus / We hope you like our show / We know you're rooting for us / But now we have to go!::Bugs Bunny: [narrating] Then came, "Wearing of the Grin".::Bugs Bunny, Boys of the Chorus: [dissolve to Bugs and chorus boys entering stage] [singing] Oh, we are the boys of chorus / We hope you like our show / We know you're rooting for us / But now we have to go!::Bugs Bunny: [narrating] Then my big smash, "Rosie's Cheeks".::Bugs Bunny, Boys of the Chorus: [dissolve to Bugs and chorus boys entering stage] [singing] Oh, we are the boys of chorus / We hope you like our show / We know you're rooting for us / But now we have to go!
[first lines]::Bugs Bunny: [answering the phone] Eh, start talking. It's your nickel.
Bugs Bunny: [after reading the script of Life With Father] This'll never be a hit.
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Composer George Gershwin is driven by his need to succeed. Unfortunately his drive destroys his romantic relationships with singer Julie Adams, who is desperately in love with him, and aloof socialite Christine Gilbert.
Keywords: 1920s, art-gallery, ballet, bird's-eye-shot, black-maid, blackface, brain-tumor, burlesque, composer, concert
The jubilant story of George Gershwin.
George Gershwin: It's only with my music that I can prove my right to live. I must write!
Oscar Levant: I've got a date with my insomnia.
George Gershwin: I don't want to be just a concert pianist. I want to use the piano as a stepping stone!
Oscar Levant: If I had your talent, I'd be a pretty obnoxious fella. What do you call yourself?::George Gershwin: George Gershwin, it's my real name.::Oscar Levant: Mine's Oscar Levant. I'm thinking of changing it.
Max Dreyfus: [referring to "Porgy and Bess", which has just opened] You've made opera entertaining.
Julie Adams: What if this show is a flop?::George Gershwin: We'll do others. I haven't got time for flops.
Oscar Levant: Tell me, if you had it to do all over again, would you still fall in love with yourself?
Christine Gilbert: You can make up songs, George, but you can't make up lif.
Max Dreyfus: George, you can give America a voice.
Dreyfus receptionist: You're fresh!::Oscar Levant: Unfortunately you're not.
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A group of stable hands is given a race horse when its owner retires from the business. (The group is played by the "Original Sing Band," which uses their mouths to sound like musical instruments.) They raise money to run the horse in the Hollywood Derby at Santa Anita race track. Many Hollywood personalities attend the event.
Keywords: african-american, announcer, auction, band, city-in-title, dancing, horse, horserace, movie-star, musician
See a galaxy of stars at Santa Anita
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Through the use of both newsreel footage and re-enacted sequences, this B.I.P production, modeled along the lines "The March of Time" shorts, presents a record of the highlights of the previous 25 years, to commemorate the Silver Jubilee of King George V. It depicts incidents starting with his coronation. and on through political problems,woman suffrage, strikes, trade expansion. World War One, and the depression, while also showing the changes in living style and progression.
Keywords: archive-footage, coronation, henry-v, king-of-england, labor-strike, newsreel-footage, politics, prime-minister, queen-elizabeth, queen-of-england
Pack up all my cares and woe,
Here I go singing low:
Bye bye, blackbird.
Where somebody waits for me
Sugar's sweet, so is she.
Bye bye, blackbird.
No-one here can love or understand me.
Oh, those hard-luck stories they all hand me.
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll arrive late tonight.
I'm Sitting on top of the world
I'm rolling along
Yes rolling along
And I'm Quitting the blues of the world
I'm Singing a song
Yes Sing a song
Glory hallelujah, I just phoned the parson
Hey, par, get ready to call
Just like humpty dumpty,
I'm going to fall
I'm Sitting on top of the world
I'm rolling along
Yes rolling along
Don't want any millions
I'm getting my share
I've only got one suit (one suit)
That's all I can wear
A bundle of money won't make you feel gay
A sweet little honey is making me say
I'm Sitting on top of the world
I'm rolling along
Yes rolling along
And I'm Quitting the blues of the world
I'm Singing a song
Yes Sing a song
Glory hallelujah, I just phoned the parson
Hey, par, get ready to call
Just like humpty dumpty,
I'm going to fall
I'm Sitting on top of the world
I'm rolling along
Wonderful pals are always hard to find
Some folks have one, some folks have none
And I was alone for years, but fate was kind
And in the end, sent me a friend
Although he's not much higher than my knee
Still he's the greatest thing on earth for me
Dirty hands! dirty face!
Leads the neighbors a chase
But his smile is as cute as can be
Making noise, breaking toys
He's always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they're a vision to see
And when my work is done
Coming home from the setting sun
At the gate he will start to run
And then I'll kiss my boy
Dirty hands! dirty face!
Little devil, that's what they say
But to me he's an angel of joy
Dirty hands! dirty face!
Leads the neighbors a chase
But his smile, his little smile, is as cute as can be
Making noise, breaking toys
He's always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they're his Mother's
And they're a vision to me
And when my work is done
Coming home, coming home to the setting sun
From the gate he'll start to run
And then, ohh, I'll kiss my boy
Dirty hands! dirty face!
Little devil, that's what they say
Liza (All the Clouds'll Roll Away)
Al Jolson
Words by Ira Gershwin and Gus Kahn
Music by George Gershwin
A # 9 hit in 1929 for Al Jolson
Originally from the Broadway show "Show Girl" where it was sung by Nick Lucas
and danced by Ruby Keeler.
It later was sung by Jolson, dubbing for Larry Parks, in the 1946 film "the Jolson
Story."
Liza, Liza, skies are gray
But if you smile on me, all the clouds will roll away.
Liza, Liza, don't delay
Come keep me company, and the clouds will roll away.
See the honey moon a-shinnig down
We could make a date with Parson Brown.
So, Liza, Liza name the day
When you'll belong to me, and the clouds will roll away.
cgorman@buncombe.main.nc.us
What care I who makes the laws of a nation
Let those who will take care of its rights and wrongs.
What care I who care for the world's affairs
As long as I can sing this popular song
Let me sing a funny song with crazy words that roll along
And if my song can start you laughing, I'm happy, so happy.
Let me sing a sad refrain of broken hearts that love in vain
And if my song can start you crying, I'm happy
Let me croon a low down blues to lift you out of your seat
If my song can reach your shoes
And start you tapping your feet, I'm happy.
Let me sing of Dixie's charms
Cotton fields and mammy's arms
And if my song can make you homesick, I'm happy,
I'm happy.
Let me sing of Dixie's charms
Cotton fields and mammy's arms
When the wintry winds starts blowing
And the snow is starting in the fall
Then my eyes went westward knowing
That's the place that i love best of all
California i've been blue
Since i've been away from you
I can't wait 'till i get blowing
Even now i'm starting in a call
California, Here I Come
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait
open up that golden gate
California, Here I Come
California, Here I Come (yeaaaaaah!)
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait (come on!)
open up (open up! open up!) that golden gate
California, Here I Come
Yesterday I heard a lover sigh
Goodbye, oh me oh my!
Seven times he got aboard his train
And seven times he hurried back to give his love again and tell her:
Toot Toot Tootsie goodbye.
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
That little choo-choo train
That takes me
Away from you, no words can tell how sad it makes me.
Kiss me Tootsie and then,
Oh baby, do it over again.
Watch for the mail;
I'll never fail,
And if you don't get a letter then you'll know I'm in jail.
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
Toot Toot Tootsie, goodbye!
When somebody says goodbye to me
Oh I'm sad as can be.
Not so with this loving Romeo.
He seems to take a lot of pleasure saying goodbye to his treasure.
Toot Toot Tootsie, bye bye bye bye bye!
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
The little choo-choo, the little train
That takes, that takes me
Away from you, no words can tell how sad it makes me.
Kiss me, kiss me Tootsie and then
Oh, do it over again.
And though I yearn
You need to learn
I'll keep playing Solitaire until I return.
Don't cry tootsie, don't cry!
Toot Toot Tootsie, goodbye! s
Oh you railway station!
Oh you Pullman Train!
There's my reservation
For my destination,
Far beyond the western plains
To see my home in Pasadena.
Home where grass is greener
Where honeybees
Hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze.
I'm gonna see a home-sweet-homer
And there I'll settle down
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
Where honeybees hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze.
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
(whistling)
Home home home home in Pasadena,
Home home home home where grass is greener.
Where the little bees, they hum melodies,
And orange trees scent the breeze.
I'm gonna be a home-sweet-homer
And right there I'll settle down
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
When first I saw the lovelight in your eye
I dreamt the world had not but joy for me.
And even though we drifted far apart
I never dream, but when I dream of thee.
I love you as I never loved before
Since first I met you on the village green.
Come to me or my dream of love is over.
I love you as I loved you
When you were sweet
When you were sweet sixteen.
Come to me or my dream of love is over.
I love you as I loved you
When you were sweet
When you were sweet sixteen.
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things won't seem so lovely
When you're all alone;
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home:
Mammy,
Mammy,
The sun shines east, the sun shines west,
I know where the sun shines best--
Mammy,
My little mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
I'm comin',
Sorry that I made you wait.
I'm comin',
Hope and trust that I'm not late, oh oh oh
Mammy,
My little Mammy,
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy! Oh oh oh...
(SPOKEN) Mammy...
My little Mammy.
The sun shines east-- the sun shines west--
I know where-- the sun shines best!
It's on my Mammy I'm talkin' about, nobody else's!
(SUNG) My little Mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
(SPOKEN) Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'--
I'm so sorry that I made you wait!
Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'!
Oh God, I hope I'm not late!
Look at me, Mammy! Don't you know me?
I'm your little baby!
(SUNG) I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy!
Here in my heart I'm alone, I'm so lonely
Here in my heart I just yearn for you only
Here in my arms I long to hold you
Hold you so near, ever close to my heart
So, darling
Say that you care, take these arms I give gladly
Surely you know I need your love so badly
Here is my heart, my life, and my all, dear
Please be mine and stay here in my heart
REPEAT second verse
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things won't seem so lovely
When you're all alone;
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home:
Mammy,
Mammy,
The sun shines east, the sun shines west,
I know where the sun shines best--
Mammy,
My little mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
I'm comin',
Sorry that I made you wait.
I'm comin',
Hope and trust that I'm not late, oh oh oh
Mammy,
My little Mammy,
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy! Oh oh oh...
(SPOKEN) Mammy...
My little Mammy.
The sun shines east-- the sun shines west--
I know where-- the sun shines best!
It's on my Mammy I'm talkin' about, nobody else's!
(SUNG) My little Mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
(SPOKEN) Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'--
I'm so sorry that I made you wait!
Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'!
Oh God, I hope I'm not late!
Look at me, Mammy! Don't you know me?
I'm your little baby!
(SUNG) I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
There's a little bunch of sweetness,
That I long to call my bride.
And believe me I'm not happy,
Lest my baby's by my side.
Her baptismal name was Rosie,
But she put's the rose to shame.
And almost every night,
you'll here me call her name.
Chorus
Rosie, you are my posie,
you are my hearts bouquet,
Come out here in the moonlight,
There's something sweet love,
I wanna say.
Your honey boy I'm waiting,
Those ruby lips to greet
Don't be so captivating
My blushing rosie
My Posie sweet.
Rosie, you are my posie,
You are, my hearts bouquet
Come out, here in the moonlight
There's something sweet love.
I'm gonna sing about my baby,
Your honey, your boy I'm waiting
Those rubies, those lips to greet
Don't be so captivating,
My blushin rosie,
California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers
Bloom in the spring
Each morning, at dawning
Birdies sing and everything
A sun-kissed miss said, "Don't be late"
That's why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,
When the sun gives way to April showers,
Here's a thought that we should never miss:
Though April showers
May come your way,
They bring the flowers
That bloom in May;
And if it's raining,
Have no regrets;
Because, it isn't raining rain, you know,
It's raining violets.
And when you see clouds
Upon the hill,
You soon will see crowds
Of daffodils;
So keep on looking for the bluebird,
And listening for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.
Though April showers
May come your way,
They bring the flowers
That bloom in May;
And if it's raining,
Have no regrets;
Because, it isn't raining rain, you know,
It's raining violets.
And when you see clouds
Upon the hill,
You soon will see crowds
Of daffodils;
So keep on looking for the bluebird,
And listening for his song,
What care I who makes the laws of a nation
Let those who will take care of its rights and wrongs.
What care I who care for the world's affairs
As long as I can sing this popular song
Let me sing a funny song with crazy words that roll along
And if my song can start you laughing, I'm happy, so happy.
Let me sing a sad refrain of broken hearts that love in vain
And if my song can start you crying, I'm happy
Let me croon a low down blues to lift you out of your seat
If my song can reach your shoes
And start you tapping your feet, I'm happy.
Let me sing of Dixie's charms
Cotton fields and mammy's arms
And if my song can make you homesick, I'm happy,
I'm happy.
Let me sing of Dixie's charms
Cotton fields and mammy's arms
And if my song can make you homesick, I'm happy.
You Made Me Love You
Al Jolson (1913)
Music by James V. Monaco and Words by Joseph McCarthy
Also sung by Cole Porter
You made me love you
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it
You made me want you
And all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it
You made me happy sometimes
You made me glad
But there were times
You made me feel so bad
You made me cry for
I didn't wanna tell you
I didn't wanna tell you
I want some love that's true
Yes, I do, 'deed I do
You know I do
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie what I cry for
You know you've got the brand of kisses
That I'd die for
You know you made me love you
You made me cry for
I didn't wanna tell you
I didn't wanna tell you
I want some love that's true
Yes, I do, 'deed I do
You know I do
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie what I cry for
You know you've got the brand of kisses
That I'd die for
You know you made me love you
Down Hawaii way, where I chanced to stray,
On an evening I heard a Hula maiden play,
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du.
Down Hawaii way, by the moonlit bay,
When I lingered awhile, she stole my heart away,
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du.
Oh, I don't care if you've loved the ladies far and near,
You'd forget about them all if you could hear.
Yaaka hula hickey du la, Yaaka hula hickey du.
Down Hawaii way, you would love to stay,
On an evening I heard a Hula maiden play,
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du.
Down Hawaii way, while the breakers play,
With a movement just like the waves, those Hulas say,
"Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du."
Oh, I don't care if you're never, never loved before,
You'll be captivated on that coral shore.
Yaaka hula hickey du la, Yaaka hula hickey du.
I'm coming back to you, my Hula Lous,
Beside the sea at Waikiki, You'll play for me.
And once again you'll sway my heart your way,
With your yaaka hula jickey du la tune.
A lot of cobwebs in your head
You're getting rusty, so you said
You're feeling badly and everything looks grey
You're getting worried, yes indeed
I know exactly what you need
A little sunshine will make you feel OK
Give the blues a chase
Find a sunny place
Go and paint your face, with sunshine
Pay your doctor bills
Then throw away his pills
You can cure your ills, with sunshine
Why don't you take your teardrops, one by one
Before it gets too late
Hang them up out in the sun
And they'll evaporate
When the troubles start
Pounding at your heart
Rub the injured part, with sunshine
Give the blues a chase
Find a sunny place
Go and paint your face, with sunshine
Pay your doctor bills
Then throw away his pills
You can cure your ills, with sunshine
Why don't you take your teardrops, one by one
Before it gets too late
Hang them up out in the sun
And they'll evaporate
When the troubles start
Pounding at your heart
Rub the injured part, with sunshine
The moon belongs to everyone
The moon belongs to everyone
The best things in life are free
The stars belong to everyone
They gleam there for you and me
The flowers in spring
The robins that sing
The sunbeams that shine
They're yours, they're mine
And love can come to everyone
The best things in life are free
I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare
I saw a man dancing with his own wife
And you'll never guess where
Chicago, Chicago, that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago, I'll show you around, I love it
Betcha bottom dollar you'll lose your blues
In Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street
I just want to stay, I just want to stay
They do things they don't do on Broadway, say
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town
Chicago, Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field
Come and walk with
Along the lake, to the drake
Hollar and hoot, all through the loop
Shout out now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow
No she-she, life is peachy
Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago,
I feel sympathy for that wonderful, windy town!
I can be happy
I can be sad
I can be good
Or I can be bad
It all depends on you
I can be lonely
Out in a crowd
I can be humble
I can be proud
It all depends on you
I can save money or spend it
Go on livin' or end it
You're to blame, honey
For what I do
I know that I can be bigger
I can be king
I can be almost any old thing
It all depends on you
I can save money or spend it
Go right on livin' or end it
You're to blame, honey
For what I do
I know that I can be bigger
I can be king
I can be almost any old thing
It all depends on you
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's ragtime band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
About the best band in the land.
They can play a bugle call like you never heard before,
So natural that you'll want to go to war.
That's just the bestest band what am,
Oh honey lamb.
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band.
And if you want to hear the Swanee River
Played in ragtime,
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's Ragtime Band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's ragtime band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
About the best band in the land.
They can play a bugle call like you've never heard before.
That's just the bestest band what am.
Oh my honey lamb!
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band.
And if you care to hear the Swanee River
Played in ragtime,
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's Ragtime Band.
Alexander's Ragtime Band!
When I was boy my mother often said to me
Get married boy and see how happy you will be
I have looked all over but no girly can I find
Who seems to be just like the little girl I have in mind
I will have to look around
Until the right one I have found
I want a girl just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
She was a pearl and the only girl
That Daddy ever had
A good old-fashioned girl
With heart so true
One that loves nobody else but you
I want a girl just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
I want a girl just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
She was a pearl and the only girl
That Daddy ever had
A good old-fashioned girl
With heart so true
One that loves nobody else but you
I want a girl just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's ragtime band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
About the best band in the land.
They can play a bugle call like you never heard before,
So natural that you'll want to go to war.
That's just the bestest band what am,
Oh honey lamb.
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band.
And if you want to hear the Swanee River
Played in ragtime,
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's Ragtime Band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's ragtime band.
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
About the best band in the land.
They can play a bugle call like you've never heard before.
That's just the bestest band what am.
Oh my honey lamb!
Come on along,
Come on along,
Let me take you by the hand.
Up to the man,
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band.
And if you care to hear the Swanee River
Played in ragtime,
Come on and hear,
Come on and hear
Alexander's Ragtime Band.
Alexander's Ragtime Band!
Oh how we danced on the night we were wed -
We vowed our true love tho a word wasn't said,
The moon was aglow, there were stars in the skies,
Except for the few that were there in your eyes,
Dear as I held you close in my arms-
Angels were singing a hymn to your charms
Two hearts gently beating, murmuring low,
Darlin, I love you so
The night seemed to fade into blossoming dawn
The light shone on you but the dance lingered on
Could we but recall that sweet moment sublime,
I've been away from you along time
I never thought I'd miss 'ya so
Somehow I feel, your love is real
Near you I wanna be.
The Birds are singing it is songtime
The banjos strumming soft and low
I know that you yearn for me to swanee you're calling me
Chorus
Swanee - how I love ya, how I love ya
My dear old swanee.
I'd give the world to be among the folks in D-I-X-I-E-ven though my mammy's waiting for me,
praying for me down by the swanne.
The folks up north will see me no more when I get to that swanee shore
(he whistles like a bird)
I love the old folks at home
Swanee - how I love ya, how I love ya
My dear old swanee. I'd give the world to be among the
folks in D-I-X-I-E-ven though my mammy's waiting for
me, praying for me down by the swanee.
Life begins when somebody's eyes look into your own.
Life begins when you get your gal all alone.
From morning until twilight
I don't know I'm alive
But I know love begins at 8:45.
The stars are gonna twinkle and shine,
How they'll shine!
This evening about a quarter to nine.
My loving arms are going to tenderly twine
Around you around a quarter to nine.
I know I won't be late
Cause at half past eight,
I'm going to hurry there.
I'I'll be waiting where the lane begins
Waiting for you on needles and pins.
And then the world is going to be mine
Mine all mine!
This evening about a quarter to nine.
I know I won't be late
Cause at half past eight
I'm going to hurry there.
I'll be waiting where the lane begins
Waiting for you on needles and pins.
And then the world is going to be mine
Mine all mine!
This evening about a quarter to nine.
I found my love in Avalon
Beside the bay.
I left my love in Avalon
And I sailed away.
I dream of her in Avalon
From dusk till dawn.
So I think I'll travel on
To Avalon.
Every morn' my memories stray
Across the sea where flying fishes play.
And as the night is falling
I find that I'm recalling
That blissful all-enthralling day.
Beside the bay.
And I sailed away.
I dream of her in Avalon
From dusk till dawn.
So I think I'll travel on
To Avalon.
Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody.
When you croon, croon a tune
From the heart of Dixie.
Hang that cradle mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon line
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the soul that's in ya.
Weap no more my lady.
Mammy sing it again for me.
And old black Joe
Just as though
You had me on your knee.
A million baby kisses I'll deliver
If you will only sing the Swanee River.
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody.
Rock-a-bye,
Hush-a-bye
With a Dixie melody.
When you croon, croon a tune
from the heart of Dixie
Hang that cradle mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon line
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the soul that's in ya.
Mammy, mammy listen to what they're playing.
They're playing Weap No More My Lady.
Sing it for me.
And old black Joe
Just as though
You had me on your knee.
A thousand baby kisses I'll deliver
If you will only sing that Swanee River.
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody!
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob bobbin' along, along,
There'll be no more sobbing when he starts throbbing
His own sweet song.
Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head,
Get up, get up, get out of bed,
Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red,
Live, love, laugh and be happy.
What if I've been blue,
Now I'm walking through fields of flowers,
Rain may glisten, but I still listen for hours and hours.
I'm just a kid again, doing what I did again, singing a song,
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob bobbin' along.
Climb up on my knee Sonny Boy
Though you're only three Sonny Boy
You've no way of knowing
There's no way of showing
What you mean to me Sonny Boy
When there are gray skies
I don't mind the gray skies
You make them blue Sonny Boy
Friends may forsake me
Let them all forsake me
I still have you Sonny Boy
You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth
You made a heaven
For me here on earth
When I'm old and gray dear
Promise you won't stray dear
For I love you so Sonny Boy
When there are gray skies
I don't mind gray skies
You make them blue Sonny Boy
Friends may forsake me
Let them all forsake me
I still have you Sonny Boy
You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth
You've made a heaven
For me here on earth
And the angels grew lonely
Took you because they were lonely
You ask me why I'm always teasing you,
You hate to have me call you Pretty Baby;
I really thought that I was pleasing you,
For you're just a baby to me.
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare,
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair;
Your baby smile makes life worth while,
You're just as sweet as you can be.
Your mother says you were the cutest kid;
No wonder, dearie, that I'm wild about you,
And all the cunning things you said and did.
Why, I love to fondly recall,
Ann just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be
The same sweet, cunning, Little Baby dear to me.
And that is why I'm sure that I will always love you best of all.
Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you,
Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby;
And I'd to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too,
Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby.
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love,
And we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh! I want a Lovin' Baby and it might as well be you,
Pretty Baby of mine.
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"Pretty Baby" as written by Vanessa Carlton
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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All alone, I'm so all alone
There is no one else but you
All alone by the telephone
Waiting for a ring, a ting-a-ling
I'm all alone every evening
All alone, feeling blue
Wond'ring where you are and how you are
And if you are all alone too
I wonder where you are (remember me) and how you are (remember me)
And if you are (I love you) all alone (I love you) too
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things won't seem so lovely
When you're all alone;
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home:
Mammy,
Mammy,
The sun shines east, the sun shines west,
I know where the sun shines best--
Mammy,
My little mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
I'm comin',
Sorry that I made you wait.
I'm comin',
Hope and trust that I'm not late, oh oh oh
Mammy,
My little Mammy,
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy! Oh oh oh...
(SPOKEN) Mammy...
My little Mammy.
The sun shines east-- the sun shines west--
I know where-- the sun shines best!
It's on my Mammy I'm talkin' about, nobody else's!
(SUNG) My little Mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
(SPOKEN) Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'--
I'm so sorry that I made you wait!
Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'!
Oh God, I hope I'm not late!
Look at me, Mammy! Don't you know me?
I'm your little baby!
(SUNG) I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy!
I'm just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me!
The heav'nly blisses of his kisses,
Fills me with ecstasy!
He's sweet just like chocolate candy,
Or like the honey from the 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 heav'nly blisses of his kisses,
Fills 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.
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"I'm Just Wild About Harry" as written by Eubie Blake, Noble Sissle
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Yesterday I heard a lover sigh
Goodbye, oh me oh my!
Seven times he got aboard his train
And seven times he hurried back to give his love again and tell her:
Toot Toot Tootsie goodbye.
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
That little choo-choo train
That takes me
Away from you, no words can tell how sad it makes me.
Kiss me Tootsie and then,
Oh baby, do it over again.
Watch for the mail;
I'll never fail,
And if you don't get a letter then you'll know I'm in jail.
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
Toot Toot Tootsie, goodbye!
When somebody says goodbye to me
Oh I'm sad as can be.
Not so with this loving Romeo.
He seems to take a lot of pleasure saying goodbye to his treasure.
Toot Toot Tootsie, bye bye bye bye bye!
Toot Toot Tootsie, don't cry.
The little choo-choo, the little train
That takes, that takes me
Away from you, no words can tell how sad it makes me.
Kiss me, kiss me Tootsie and then
Oh, do it over again.
And though I yearn
You need to learn
I'll keep playing Solitaire until I return.
Don't cry tootsie, don't cry!
Toot Toot Tootsie, goodbye!
Now won't you listen honey, while I say,
How could you tell me that you're goin' away?
Don't say that we must part,
Don't break your baby's heart
You know I've loved you for these many years,
Loved you night and day,
Oh! honey baby, can't you see my tears?
Listen while I say
After you've gone and left me cryin'
After you've gone there's no denyin'
You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad
You'll miss the dearest pal you've ever had
There'll come a time, now don't forget it
There'll come a time when you'll regret it
Someday, when you grow lonely
Your heart will break like mine and you'll want me only
After you've gone, after you've gone away
After you've gone and left me cryin'
After you've gone there's no denyin'
You're gonna feel blue, and you're gonna feel sad
You're gonna feel bad
And you'll miss, and you'll miss,
And you'll miss the bestest pal you ever had
There'll come a time, now don't forget it
There'll come a time when you'll regret it
But baby, think what you're doin'
I'm gonna haunt you so, I'm gonna taunt you so
It's gonna drive you to ruin
After you've gone, after you've gone away.
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"After You've Gone [*]" as written by George Gershwin, Du Bose Heyward, Dorothy Heyward, Ira Gershwin
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing
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Everything seems lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things won't seem so lovely
When you're far from home;
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're allalone:
Mammy,
Mammy,
The sun shines east, the sun shines west,
But I know where the sun shines best--
Mammy,
Mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
I'm, I'm a comin,
Sorry that I made you wait.
I'm, I'm a comin,
I Hope and trust that I'm not late,
Mammy,
I'm talkin about my mammy,
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy! My Mammy! ah ah ah...
(SPOKEN) Mammy...
My little Mammy.
The sun shines east-- the sun shines west--
Bit I know where-- the sun shines best!
It's on my Mammy I'm talkin' about, nobody else's!
(SUNG) My little Mammy,
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy.
(SPOKEN) Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'--
Oh I hope I didn't make you wait!
Mammy-- Mammy, I'm comin'!
Oh God, I hope I'm not late!
Look at me, Mammy!ah ah ah, Don't you know me?
I't's your little baby!
(SUNG) I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy!
Dere's an ol' man called de Mississippi
Dat's de ol' man dat I'd like to be
What does he care if de world's got troubles
What does he care if de land ain't free
Ol' man river, dat ol' man river
He mus' know sumpin', but don't say nuthin'
He jes' keeps rollin'
He keeps on rollin' along
He don' plant taters, he don't plant cotton
An' dem dat plants' em is soon forgotten
But ol'man river
He jes' keeps rollin' along
You an' me, we sweat an' strain
Body all achin' an' wracked wid pain,
Tote dat barge! Lif' dat bale!
Git a little drunk an' you lands in jail
Ah gits weary an' sick of tryin'
Ah'm tired of livin' an' skeered of dyin'
But ol' man river
He jes' keeps rolling' along
Niggers all work on de Mississippi**
Niggers all work while de white folks play**
Pullin' dose boats from de dawn to sunset
Gittin' no rest till de judgement day
(Don't look up an' don't look down)
(You don' dar'st make de white boss frown)
(Bend your knees an' bow your head)
(An' pull dat rope until you're dead)
Let me go 'way from the Mississippi
Let me go 'way from de white man boss
Show me dat stream called de river Jordan
Dat's de ol' stream dat I long to cross
(Ol' man river, dat ol' man river)
(He mus' know sumpin', but don't say nothin')
(He just keeps rollin')
(He keeps on rollin' along)
Long, low river
Forever keeps rollin'
(Don' plant taters, he don' plant cotton)
(And dem dat plants' em is soon forgotten)
(But ol' man river
(He jes' keeps rollin' along)
Long low river
Keeps singin' dis song
You an' me, we sweat an' strain
Body all achin' and wracked wid pain
Tote dat barge! Lift dat bale!
Git a little drunk and ya lands in jail
Ah gits weary an' sick o' tryin'
Ah'm tired o livin' an' skeered o' dyin'
But ol' man river
He jes' keeps rollin' along!
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"Ol' Man River" as written by Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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We leave home expecting to find a blue bird,
Hoping ev'ry cloud will be silver lined.
But we all return as we live wo learn,
That we left our happiness behind.
When they sing you "Look for the Silver Lining,"
It is silver dollars they're looking for.
You will find my friend that the rainbow's end,
Is somewhere around your kitchen door.
The bird with feathers of blue, is waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard,
You'll see your castle in Spain, through your window pane,
Back in your own back yard.
Oh you can go to the East go to the West,
But someday you'll come weary at heart back where you started from,
You'll find your happiness lies, right under your eyes,
Back In Your Own Backyard.
Mammy mine, your little rolling stone that rolled away, rolled away,
Mammy mine, your little rolling stone is home today, there to stay!
I want to see your smiling face, smile a welcome smile,
I want to feel your fond embrace, listen, Mammy mine!
Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody.
When you croon, croon a tune
From the heart of Dixie.
Just Hang that cradle mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon line
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the soul that's in ya.
Weep no more, Weep no more my lady.
Mammy, sing it again for me.
And "Old Black Joe"
Just as though
You had me on your knee.
A million baby kisses I'll deliver
If you will only sing that Swanee River.
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody.
Rock-a-bye,
Rock your little baby
With a Dixie melody.
When you croon, croon a little tune
from the heart of Dixie
Just hang that cradle mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon line
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the soul that's in ya.
Mammy, mammy listen to what they're playing.
They're playing Weep No More My Lady.
Sing it again for me.
And you remember, remember " Old Black Joe"
God love you Mammy, you sang when I was on your knee.
A million baby kisses -- [kissing sounds] -- I'll deliver,
Mammy sing that Swanee River.
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody!