Singin' for the
Fun of It
(compiled by Adam
Blatner)
(Re-Posted December
30,
2010 (first done about 6 years ago). I write about the joys and
values of singing on another webpage
on this website, singin4fun.htm. Here are
some of my favorite songs.
This
will make a nice little song sheet for get-togethers.
TABLE OF
CONTENTS
Accentuate the
Positive...............................................1
Amazing
Grace.............................................................1
Ballin' the
Jack..............................................................1
Blowin' in the
Wind.......................................................2
Don't Fence Me
In........................................................2
Enjoy
Yourself...............................................................3
Feelin'
Groovy...............................................................3
Getting to Know
You.....................................................4
The Hammer
Song.......................................................4
Happy Trails to
You......................................................4
High
Hopes...................................................................5
Hey,
There.....................................................................5
Hernando's
Hideaway..................................................6
Impossible
Dream........................................................6
I Whistle a
Happy Tune................................................7
New York, New
York.....................................................7
Over the
Rainbow.........................................................7
Puff, The Magic
Dragon..............................................8
The
Rose......................................................................8
Sing (Sing a
Song)......................................................9
Sunrise,.Sunset............................................................9
Summertime...............................................................10
Those Were the
Days................................................10
Side By
Side...............................................................10
Swingin' on a
Star.......................................................11
Show Me the Way
to Go Home.................................11
With a Little
Help From My Friends...........................12
Swing Low Sweet
Chariot..........................................12
Wouldn't It Be
Loverly..................................................13
Whiffenpoof
Song........................................................13
Zip-adee-doo-dah
.......................................................13
Young at
Heart..............................................................14
Yellow
Submarine.........................................................14
ACCENTUATE THE POSITIVE
Johnny Mercer, Harold Arlen, "Here Come The Waves,"
1944
You got to
accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative,
Latch on to the
affirmative, don't mess with Mister In-Between.
You got to
spread joy up to the maximum, bring gloom down to the
minimum,
Have faith, or
pandemonium is liable to walk upon the scene.
To
illustrate my last remark: Jonah in the
Whale, Noah in the Ark--
What did
they do, just when everything looked so dark?
"Man," they said, "We'd better..."
Accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative,
Latch on to the
affirmative, don't mess with Mister In-Between.
You got to
spread joy up to the maximum, bring gloom down to the
minimum,
Have faith, or
pandemonium is liable to walk upon the scene.
AMAZING GRACE
John Newton, @1770
Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost,
but now am found, was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that
taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved.
How precious did
that grace appear the hour I first believed.
Through many
dangers, toils and snares I have already come;
'Tis grace hath
brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.
When we've been
there ten thousand years, bright shining like the sun,
We've no less
days to sing God's praise than when we'd first begun.
Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost,
but now am found; was blind, but now I see.
BALLIN' THE JACK
First you put
your two knees close up tight,
Then you
swing ‘em to the left and you swing ‘em to the right.
Turn around the
floor kinda nice and light
And then
you twist around and twist around with all of your might.
Spread your
lovin' arms way out in space
And then
you do the "Eagle Rock" with style and grace.
Put your left
foot out, then bring it back,
Now that's what
I call "Ballin' the Jack"!!
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
Bob Dylan, 1962
How many roads must a man walk down,
before you call him a man?
(Yes, 'n...) How
many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in
the sand?
(Yes, 'n...) How
many times must the cannon balls fly before they're
forever banned?
The answer, my
friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in
the wind.
How many times
must a man look up Before he can see the sky?
How many ears
must one man have Before he can hear people cry?
(Yes, 'n...)How
many deaths will it take till he knows that too many
people have died?
The answer, my
friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in
the wind.
How many years
can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea?
(Yes, 'n...) How
many years can some people exist before they're
allowed to be free?
(Yes, 'n...) How
many times can a man turn his head and pretend that he
just doesn't see?
The answer, my
friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in
the wind.
DON'T
FENCE
ME IN
Cole
Porter,
1944
Oh, give me
land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't
fence me in.
Let me ride
through the wide open country that I love,
Don't
fence me in.
Let me be by
myself in the evening breeze,
Listen to
the murmur of the cotton-wood trees.
Send me off
forever, but I ask you please,
Don't
fence me in.
Just turn me
loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my cayuse,
let me wander over yonder
Till I
see the mountains rise.
I want to ride
to the ridge where the West commences,
Gaze at
the moon till I lose my senses,
Can't look at
hobbles and I can't stand fences,
Don't
fence me in.
ENJOY YOURSELF
Herb
Magidson; Carl Sigman, 1948
(Chorus:)
Enjoy
yourself, it's later than you think. Enjoy yourself, while
you're still in the pink.
The years
go by as quickly as a wink. Enjoy yourself, enjoy
yourself, it's later than you think!
You work and
work for years and years, you're always on the go.
You never take a
minute off, too busy makin' dough.
Some day, you
say, you'll have your fun, when you're a millionaire--
Imagine all the
fun you'll have in your old rockin' chair!
(Chorus)
You're gonna
take that ocean trip, no matter come what may.
You've got your
reservations, but you just can't get away.
Next year for
sure you'll see the world, You'll really get around--
But how far can
you travel when you're six feet underground?
(Chorus)
Your heart of
hearts, your dream of dreams, your ravishing brunette,
She's left you
and she's now become somebody else's pet.
Lay down that
gun, don't try, my friend to reach the great beyond--
You'll have more
fun by reachin' for a redhead or a blonde.
(Chorus)
You never go to
nightclubs and you just don't care to dance.
You don't have
time for silly things like moonlight and romance.
You only think
of dollar bills tied neatly in a stack.
But when you
kiss a dollar bill, it doesn't kiss you back.
(Chorus)
FEELIN'
GROOVY
(THE 59TH STREET BRIDGE SONG)
Paul
Simon,
Art Garfunkle, 1966
Slow down,
you're movin' too fast, You've got to make the mornin'
last.
Just kickin'
down the cobblestones, Lookin' for fun and feelin'
groovy.
(La da-da da da
da da, feelin' groovy.)
Hello lamp-post,
what'cha knowin'? I've come to watch your
flowers growin'.
Ain't'cha got no
rhymes for me? Doo-itin' doo-doo,
feelin' groovy.
Got no deeds to
do, no promises to keep, I'm dappled and drowsy
and ready to sleep.
Let the
morning-time drop all its petals on me, Life, I love you!
All is groovy.
(La
da-da da da da da, feelin' groovy.)
GETTING
TO
KNOW YOU
Oscar
Hammerstein
II, Richard Rodgers, "The King
and I," 1951
Getting to know
you, getting to know all about you.
Getting
to like you, getting to hope you like me.
Getting to know
you, putting it my way, but nicely: You are precisely
my cup of tea.
Getting to know
you, getting to feel free and easy.
When I am
with you, getting to know what to say.
Haven't you
noticed? Suddenly I'm bright and breezy
Because
of all the beautiful and new things I'm learning about
you day by day.
THE
HAMMER
SONG
Pete
Seeger,
Lee Hays, 1958
If I had a
hammer, I'd hammer in the morning.
I'd hammer in
the evening all over this land.
I'd hammer out
danger, I'd hammer out a warning,
I'd hammer out
love between my brothers and my sisters, All...over this
land. (Ooh,)
If I had a bell,
I'd ring it in the morning.
I'd ring it in
the evening all over this land.
I'd ring out
danger, I'd ring out a warning,
I'd ring out
love between my brothers and my sisters, All...over this
land. (Ooh,)
If I had a song,
I'd sing it in the morning.
I'd sing it in
the evening all over this land.
I'd sing out
danger, I'd sing out a warning,
I'd sing out
love between my brothers and my sisters, All...over this
land. (Ooh,)
Well I've got a
hammer, and I've got a bell,
And I've got a
song to sing all over this land.
It's the hammer
of justice, it's the bell of freedom,
It's the song
about love between my brothers and my sisters
All...over this land.
HAPPY
TRAILS
Happy
trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy
trails to you, keep smiling until then.
Who
cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just
sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy
trails to you, till we meet again.
HIGH
HOPES
Sammy
Cahn;
James van Heusen, "Pocketful of
Miracles," 1959
Next time you're
found with your chin on the ground,
There's a lot to
be learned, so look around:
Just what
makes that little ol' ant think he'll move that rubber
tree plant?
Anyone knows an
ant can't move a rubber tree plant!
But he's
got high hopes, he's got high hopes, he's got high
apple pie in the sky hopes.
So any time
you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin' go, just remember
that ant...
Oops!
there goes another rubber tree...
Oops! there goes another rubber tree...
Oops!
there goes another rubber tree plant!
When troubles
call and your back's to the wall,
There's a lot to
be learned, that wall could fall.
Once there was a
silly ol' ram thought he'd punch a hole in a dam.
No one could
make that ram scram, he kept buttin' that dam.
'Cause he
had high hopes, he had high hopes, he had high apple
pie in the sky hopes.
So any time
you're feelin' bad, 'stead of feelin' sad,
Just
remember that ram...
Oops!
there goes a
billion-kilowatt... Oops! there goes a
billion-kilowatt...
Oops!
there goes a billion-kilowatt dam!
So keep your
high hopes, keep your high hopes, Keep those high
apple pie in the sky hopes.
A problem's just
a toy balloon, they'll be bursting soon,
They're
just bound to go "Pop!"
Oops! there goes another problem, Oops!
there goes another problem,
Oops! there goes another problem, ker-plop!
Ker-plop!
HEY THERE
Richard Adler,
Jerry Ross, "The Pajama Game," 1952
Hey there, you
with the stars in your eyes,
Love never made
a fool of you, you used to be too wise.
Hey there, you
on that high-flyin' cloud,
Though (s/)he
won't throw a crumb to you,
You think
someday (s/) he'll come your way.
Better forget
him (/her), him with his nose in the air,
(S/)He has you
dancing on a string--break it and (s/)he won't care.
Won't you take
this advice I hand you like a brother,
Or are you not
seeing things too clear?
Are you
too much in love to hear?
Is
it all going in one ear and out the other?
HERNANDO'S
HIDEAWAY
Richard
Adler,
Jerry Ross, "The Pajama Game" 1952
I know a dark
secluded place, A place where no one knows your face,
A glass
of wine, a fast embrace,
It's called
"Hernando's Hideaway!" Olé!
All you see are
silhouettes, and all you hear are castanets,
And no one cares
how late it gets, not at Hernando's Hideaway!
(Hum
hum, hum hum, hum hum, hum hum hum,
hum-hum-hum)
At the
Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go,
(Hum
hum, hum hum, hum hum, hum hum hum,
hum-hum-hum)
You will
meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know.
(Hum
hum, hum hum, hum hum, hum hum hum,
hum-hum-hum)
But if you
go to this place that I am thinking of,
(Hum
hum hum hum) You will be free
(Hum
hum hum hum) To gaze at me, and talk of
lo----ve.
Just knock three
times and whisper low
That you
and I were sent by Joe;
Then strike a
match and you will know
You're in
Hernando's Hideaway! (O---lay!)
THE
IMPOSSIBLE
DREAM
Joe
Darion,
Mitch Leigh, "Man of La Mancha," 1966
To dream the
impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe,
To bear with
unbearable sorrow, to run where the brave dare not go. To
right the unrightable wrong; to love, pure and chaste from afar,
To try, when
your arms are too weary, to reach the unreachable star.
This is my
quest, to follow that star,
No matter
how hopeless, no matter how far;
To fight for the
right without question or pause,
To be
willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause!
And I know, if
I'll only be true to this glorious quest,
That my heart
will lie peaceful and calm when I'm laid to my rest.
And the world
will be better for this:
That one man,
scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove
with his last ounce of courage,
To reach
the unreachable stars!
I
WHISTLE A HAPPY TUNE
Oscar
Hammerstein
II; Richard Rodgers
"The
King
and I," 1951
Whenever I feel
afraid, I hold my head erect
And
whistle a happy tune, so no one will suspect I'm afraid.
While shivering
in my shoes, I strike a careless pose
And
whistle a happy tune, and no one ever knows I'm afraid.
The
result of this deception is very strange to tell,
For
when I fool the people I fear, I fool myself as
well!
I whistle a
happy tune, and every single time
The
happiness in the tune convinces me that I'm not afraid.
Make believe
you're brave, and the trick will take you far:
You may be as
brave as you make believe you are!
NEW
YORK,
NEW YORK
Betty
Comden,
Adolph Green, L. Bernstein, 1945
(Popularized
by Frank Sinatra)
Start spreadin'
the news, I'm leavin' today, I want to be a part of it:
New York, New York.
These vagabond
shoes are goin' to stray,
And step around
the heart of it, New York, New York.
I
want to wake up in the city that doesn't sleep,
And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap.
These little
town blues are melting away,
I'll make a
brand new start of it in old New York.
If I can
make it there I'll make it anywhere, It's up to
you New York, New York!
OVER
THE
RAINBOW
E.Y.
Harburg,
Harold Arlen, "The Wizard of Oz," 1938
Somewhere, over
the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land
that I heard of once in a lullabye.
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?
PUFF, THE MAGIC DRAGON
Peter
Yarrow, Leonard Lipton, 1963
Puff, The Magic
Dragon lived by the sea,
And
frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Little Jackie
Paper loved that rascal Puff,
And
brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.
Oh,
(Chorus):
Puff, The
Magic Dragon lived by the sea,
And
frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Puff, The
Magic Dragon lived by the sea,
And
frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Together they
would travel on a boat with billowed sails.
Jackie kept a
lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail.
Noble kings and
princes would bow whene're they came.
Pirate ships
would lower their flags when Puffed roared out his name.
Oh,
(Chorus)
A dragon lives
forever, but not so little boys.
Painted things
and giant's wings make way for other toys.
One gray night
it happened, Jackie Paper came no more,
And Puff, that
Magic Dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was
bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain.
Puff no longer
went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his
life-long friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff, that
Mighty Dragon sadly slipped into his cave. Oh,
(Chorus)
THE ROSE
Amanda
McBroom, 1977
Some say love,
it is a river that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love,
it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love,
it is a hunger, an endless, aching need.
I say love, it
is a flower, and you its only seed.
It's the heart
afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It's the dream
afraid of waking that never takes a chance.
It's the one who
won't be taken who cannot seem to give,
And the soul
afraid of dying that never learns to live.
When the night
has been too lonely, and the road has been too long;
And you think
that love is only for the lucky and the strong;
Just remember,
in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies a seed
that, with the Sun's love, in the Spring becomes a rose.
SING
Joe
Raposo, "Sesame Street," 1971
Sing! Sing a
song. Sing out loud. Sing out strong.
Sing of good
things, not bad. Sing of happy, not sad.
Sing. Sing a
song. Make it simple to last your whole life long.
Don't worry if
it's not good enough for anyone else to hear,
Just sing. Sing
a song!
Sing. Sing a
song. Let the world sing along.
Sing the love
there could be. Sing for you and for me.
Sing. Sing a
song. Make it simple to last your whole life long.
Don't worry if
it's not good enough for anyone else to hear,
Just sing. Sing
a song!
SUNRISE, SUNSET (Fiddler on The Roof)
Is this the
little girl I carried, Is this the little boy at
play?
I don't remember
getting older. When did they?
When did she
grow to be a beauty? When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it
yesterday that they were small?
(Chorus:)
Sunrise,
sunset, sunrise, sunset, swiftly flow the days.
Seedlings
grow overnight to sunflowers, Blossoming even as
we gaze.
Sunrise,
sunset, sunrise, sunset, swiftly flow the years.
One
season following another, Laden with happiness and
tears.
What words of
wisdom can I give them, How can I help to ease
their way?
Now they must
learn from one another, day by day.
They look so
beautiful together, Just like a bride and groom
should be.
Is there a
canopy in store for me?
(Chorus)
Now is the
little boy a bridegroom, Now is the little girl a bride,
Under the canopy
I see them, side by side.
Place the gold
ring around her finger, Share the sweet wine and break
the glass.
Soon the full
circle will have come to pass.
(Chorus)
SUMMERTIME
DuBose
Heyward, George Gershwin, 1935, "Porgy &
Bess"
Summertime and
the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is
high.
Oh, yo' daddy's
rich, an' yo' mama's good-lookin,'
So hush, little
baby, don' you cry.
One of these
mornin's you goin' to rise up singin',
Then you'll
spread yo' wings an' you'll take to the sky.
(But) Until that
mornin' there's nothin' can harm you
With Daddy an'
Mammy standing by.
THOSE WERE THE DAYS
Gene
Raskin, 1962
Once upon a time
there was a tavern where we used to raise a glass or
two.
Remember how
we'd laugh away the hours, and think of all the great
things we would do?...
(Chorus:)
Those were
the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end,
We'd sing
and dance forever and a day.
We'd live
the life we choose, we'd fight and never lose,
Those were
the days, oh, yes, those were the days! La
da da dadada, la da da dadada...
Then the busy
years went rushing by us; We lost our starry notions on
the way.
If by chance I'd
see you in the tavern, We'd smile at one another and
we'd say: (Chorus)
Just tonight I
stood before the tavern; Nothing seemed the way it used
to be.
In the glass I
saw a strange reflection: Was that lonely person really
me?
Through the door
there came familiar laughter; I saw your face and
heard you call my name.
Oh, my friend,
we're older but no wiser, For in our hearts the
dreams are still the same: (Chorus)
SIDE
BY SIDE
Harry
Woods, 1927
Oh, we ain't got
a barrel of money, maybe we're ragged and funny,
But we'll travel
along, singing a song, side by side.
Don't know
what's comin' tomorrow, maybe it's trouble and sorrow,
But we'll travel
the road, sharing our load, side by side.
Through all
kinds of weather--what if the sky should fall?
Just as long as
we're together, it really doesn't matter at all!
When they've all
had their quarrels and parted, We'll be the same as we
started,
Just travelin'
along, singing a song, side by side.
SWINGING ON A STAR
Johnny
Burke, James Van Heusen, "Going My Way," 1944
(Chorus:)
Oh,
would you like to swing on a star? Carry
moonbeams home in a jar?
And
be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a
mule?
A mule is an
animal with long funny ears, Kicks up at anything he hears.
His back is
brawny but his brain is weak, He's just plain stupid with a
stubborn streak.
And by the way,
if you hate to go to school, You may grow up to be a
mule!
(Chorus..1st 3 lines)
..Or
would you rather be a pig?
A pig is an
animal with dirt on his face--His shoes are a terrible
disgrace!
He has no
manners when he eats his food, He's fat and lazy and
extremely rude.
But if you don't
care a feather or a fig, You may grow up to be a pig!
(Chorus..1st 3 lines)
..Or would you rather be a fish?
A fish won't do
anything but swim in a brook–He can't write his name or
read a book.
To fool the
people is his only thought, And though he's slippery he
still gets caught.
But then, if
that sort of life is what you wish, You may grow up to be
a fish!
And
all the monkeys aren't in the zoo. Every
day you'll meet quite a few.
So you see, it's
all up to you: You can be better than you are.
You could be
swingin' on a star! You could be swingin' on a star!
SHOW ME THE WAY TO GO HOME
Irving
King, 1925
Show me the way
to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed.
I had a little
drink about an hour ago and it went right to my head.
Wherever I may
roam, on land or sea or foam,
You can always
hear me singing this song:
Show me
the way to go home!
(Pretentious
version:)
Indicate
the way to my habitual abode, I'm fatigued and desire
to retire.
I had a small
apertif about 60 minutes ago, and it went right to my
cerebellum
Wherever I may
perambulate, on terra firma, aqua, or emulsified air,
You can always
hear me chanting this ditty,
Indicate the way
to my habitual abode.
WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS
John
Lennon, Paul McCartney ("The Beatles"), 1967
What would you
do if I sang out of tune, Would you stand up and
walk out on me?
Lend me your
ears and I'll sing you a song, And I'll try not to
sing out of key:
Oh, I get
by with a little help from my friends.
Mm, I get
high with a little help from my friends.
Mm, I'm
gonna try with a little help from my friends.
What do I do
when my love is away? Does it worry you to be alone?
How do I feel by
the end of the day? Are you sad because you're on your
own?
No, I get
by with a little help from my friends.
Mm, I get
high with a little help from my friends.
Mm, I'm
gonna try with a little help from my friends.
Do
you need anybody? I need somebody to love.
Could
it be anybody? I want somebody to love.
Would you
believe in a love at first sight? Yes, I'm certain that it
happens all the time.
What do you see
when you turn out the light? I can't tell you but
I know it's mine.
No,
I get by with a little help from my
friends.
Mm,
I get high with a little help from my
friends.
Mm,
I'm gonna try with a little help from my
friends.
Do you need
anybody? I just need someone to love. Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.
Oh,
I get by with a little help from my friends.
Mm,
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.
Oh,
I get high with a little help from my friends.
Yes, I get by with a little help from my
friends, With a little help from my
friends....
SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT
(Chorus:) Swing low, sweet chariot, comin' for to
carry me home (x2).
I looked over
Jordan, and what did I see? Comin' for to carry me home,
A band of angels
comin' after me, Comin' for to carry me
home. (Chorus)
Well, if you get
to heaven before I do, Comin' for to carry me home,
Just tell all my
friends I'm comin' after you,
Comin'
for to carry me home. (Chorus)
I'm sometimes up
and sometimes down, Comin' for to carry me home.
But still my
soul feels heavenly bound, Comin' for to carry me
home. (Chorus)
WOULDN'T IT BE LOVERLY
Alan
Jay Lerner, Frederick Lowe, "My Fair Lady," 1956
All I want is a
room somewhere, Far away from the cold night air,
With one
enormous chair; Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of
chocolate for me to eat; Lots of coal makin' lots of heat;
Warm face, warm
hands, warm feet, oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Oh, so
loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still!
I would never
budge 'til spring crept over the window-sill!
Someone's head
restin' on my knee, Warm and tender as he can be,
Who takes good
care of me, Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly! Loverly! Loverly! Loverly!
THE WHIFFENPOOF SONG
Meade
Minnigerode, George S. Pomeroy, Tod B. Galloway
(revised
by Rudy Vallee, 1936)
To the tables
down at Mory's, to the place where Louis dwells,
To the dear old
Temple Bar we love so well,
Sing the
Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on high,
And the magic of
their singing casts its spell.
Yes, the
magic of their singing of the songs we know so well:
"Shall I,
Wasting," and "Mavoureen," and the rest;
We will
serenade our Louis, while life and voice shall last,
Then
we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest.
We're poor
little lambs who have lost our way, Baa, Baa, Baa.
We're little
black sheep who have gone astray, Baa, Baa, Baa.
Gentlemen
songsters off on a spree, Doomed from here to eternity;
Lord, have mercy
on such as we: Baa, Baa, Baa.
ZIP-A-DEE-DOO-DAH
Ray
Gilbert, Allie Wrubel, 1945
(Walt
Disney's "Song of the South")
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 actual! Everything
is satisfactual!
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah,
zip-a-dee-ay!
Wonderful feelin', wonderful day!
YOUNG AT HEART
Carolyn
Leigh, Johnny Richards, 1954
Fairy tales can
come true, it can happen to you, If you're
young at heart.
And it's hard,
you will find, to be narrow of mind, If you're
young at heart.
You can go to
extremes with impossible schemes,
You can
laugh when your dreams fall apart at the seams,
And life gets
more exciting with each passing day,
And love
is either in your heart or on its way.
Don't you know
it is worth every treasure on earth to be young at
heart?
And as rich as
you are, it's much better by far to be young at heart.
And if you
should survive to a hundred and five,
Look at
all you'll derive out of being alive;
And here is the
best part: You've had a head start,
If you
are among the very young at heart.
YELLOW SUBMARINE
John
Lennon, Paul McCartney ("The Beatles"), 1966
In the town
where I was born lived a man who sailed the sea.
And he told us
of his life in the land of submarines.
So we sailed up
to the sun till we found the sea of green,
And we lived
beneath the waves in our yellow submarine.
(Chorus:)
We all
live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow
submarine.
We all
live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow
submarine.
And our friends
are all on board, many more of them live next door.
And the band
begins to play: du du du du, da du, da du,
Du du du
du, da du, da du.
(Chorus:)
As we live a
life of ease, every one of us has all we need:
Sky of blue and
sea of green, in our yellow submarine.
(Chorus:)
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