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6. | As Time Goes By |
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Why do you grieve?
Try and believe
Life is always sunshine
When the heart beats true
Banish your fears
Smile through your tears
When you're sad
It makes me feel the same as you...
Come to me my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't be blue
All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe
You know, dear, that I'm in love with you;
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Come on and smile, my honey dear,
While I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too...
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Just in time
I found you just in time
Before you came, my time
Was running low,
I was lost,
The losing dice were tossed,
My bridges all were crossed
Nowhere to go,
Now you're here
And now I know just where I'm going
No more doubt or fear
I found my way
For love came just in time
I found you just in time
And changed my lonely life and lucky day
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Here I go again
I hear those trumpets blow again
All aglow again
Taking a chance on love
Here I come again
I'm gonna make things hum again
Acting dumb again
Taking a chance on love
I walk around with a horseshoe
In clover I lie
And brother rabbit of course you
Better kiss your feet good-bye
I'll hang ball again
I'm riding for a fall again
I'm gonna give my all again
Taking a chance on love
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(by Richard Rodgers & Lorentz Hart)
I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I...
Hmm...
Could not sleep, would not sleep
'Til love came and told me I should not sleep
Bothered and bewildered am I...
Lost my heart, so what of it?
He was cold, I agree,
He can laugh and I love it
Although the laugh's on me.
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day when I'll cling to him,
Bewitched, bothered so bewildered am I...
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Never, never will I marry
Never, never will I wed
Born to wander solitary
Wide my world narrow my bed
Never, never will I marry
Born to wander till I'm dead
No burdens to bear, no conscious, no care
No memories to mourn, no turning on
For I was born to wander solitary
Wide my world narrow my bed
Never, never will I marry
Born to wander till I'm dead.
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Draw me a circle that's perfectly round
One curving line, simple and fine
Now add two ears, and a lopsided nose,
And if you care, add some hair
Now draw two eyes and make them bright
Because they've just seen a beautiful sight
Sketch in a mouth with a radiant grin
One coming deep from within
You've drawn me a circle and now that you're through,
It's a picture of me after being with you...
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Seems like dreams like I always had
Could be, should be making me glad
Why am I blue?
It's up to you to explain
I'm thinking maybe, baby, I'll go away
Someday, some way, you'll come and say it's you I need
And you'll be pleading in vain
It had to be you, had to be you
I wondered around, finally found somebody who
Could make me be true, could make me be blue
And even be glad just to be sad
Thinking of you
Some others I've seen
Might never be mean, might never be cross
I tried to be boss, but they wouldn't do
'cause nobody else gave ma a thrill
With all your faults I love you still
Had to be you, crazy old you, had to be you
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We could make believe I love you
Only make believe that you love me
Others find peace of mind in pretending
Couldn't you? couldn't i? couldn't we?
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss, or two, or three
Might as well make believe I love you
For to tell the truth
I only tell the truth
This time I'll tell the truth
I do!
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I had myself a true love
A true love who was something to see
I had myself a true love
At least that's what I kept on telling me
The first thing in the morning
I still try to think of a way to be with him
Some part of the evening
And that's the way I live through the day
I had myself a true love, but now he's gone
And left me for good
The lord knows I don't hear those back yard
Whispers going round the neighborhood
There maybe a lot of things I miss
A lot of things I don't know
But I do know this, now I ain't got no love
And once upon a time I had a true love
In the evening, in the doorway
While I stand there and wait for his coming
With the house swept and the clothes hung
And a pot on the stove where I had meal
Where is he while I waste the rising newel?
Where is he? why'd he gone so soon?
Now there ain't no way that it used to be, what now?
And everybody keeps telling me
There are may be a lot of things I miss
A lot of things I don't know
But I do know this now...
I ain't got no love
And once upon a time I had a true love.
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