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Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole


Информация
Настоящее имя Nathaniel Adams Coles
Дата рождения 17 марта 1919 г.
Место рождения Montgomery, Alabama, United States
Дата смерти 15 февраля 1965 г.
Место смерти Santa Monica, California, United States
Жанры Vocal Jazz
Swing
Traditional pop
Vocal
Годы 1935—1965
Лейблы Decca Music Group
Capitol Records
См. также Frank Sinatra
Natalie Cole
Dean Martin



Альбом Nat King Cole



1943
1.
Jumpin' at Capitol
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
When I Take My Sugar to Tea
7.
8.
9.
Embraceable You
10.
11.
What Is This Thing Called Love?
12.
13.
14.
15.
16.
For You My Love
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Jumpin' at Capitol

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A buzzard took a monkey for a ride
in the air,
The monkey thought that everything
was on the square.
The buzzard tried to throw the
monkey
off his back,
The monkey grabbed his neck and
said,
"Now listen, Jack..."

Straighten up and fly right,
Straighten up and stay right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow
your top.
Ain't no use in divin',
What's the use in jivin'?
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow
your top.

The buzzard told the monkey,
You are chokin' me.
Release your hold and I'll set you
free.
The monkey looked the buzzard right
dead in the eye and said,
Your story's so touching, but it
sounds
just like a lie.

Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and stay right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow
your top.

Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and stay right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow
your top.

Ain't no use in divin'
Ain't no good in jivin'
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow -
your - top.

Fly right!


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(Don Redman, Andy Razaf)

Love makes me treat you the way that I do,
Gee baby, ain't I good to you?
There's nothing in this world too good
For a girl so good and true.
Gee baby, ain't I good to you?

Bought you a fur coat for Christmas,
A diamond ring,
A big Cadillac car, and everything.
What makes me treat you the way that I do?
Gee baby, ain't I good to you?

Bought you a fur coat for Christmas,
A diamond ring,
A big Cadillac car, and everything.
What makes me treat you the way that I do?
Gee...

Baby, ain't I good... to you?

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(Mitchell Parish, Cliff Burwell)

Just found joy
I'm as happy as a baby boy, baby boy
With another brand new choo-choo choy
When I met my sweet Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorraine.

A pair of eyes
That are brighter than the summer sky
When you see them, you'll realize
Why I love my sweet Lorraine.

Now when it's rainin',
I don't miss the sun
Because it's in my baby's smile, whoa ho
And to think that I'm the lucky one
That will lead her down the aisle, whoa ho ho

Each night I pray
That no one will steal her heart away
I can't wait until that lucky day
When I marry sweet Lorraine.

Now when it's rainin'
I don't miss the sun
Because it's in my baby's smile, whoa ho
And to think that I'm the lucky one
That will lead her down the aisle, whoa ho ho

Each night I pray
That no one will steal her heart away
I can't wait until that lucky day
When I marry sweet Lorraine.

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It is only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me

It is only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me

Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played
In a penny arcade

It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me

Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played
In a penny arcade

It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me

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When I Take My Sugar to Tea

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(Joe Ricardel, Redd Evans)
I don't want French fried potatoes,Red ripe tomatoes,I'm never satisfied. I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fayWith chafafa on the side.
I don't want pork chops and bacon, That won't awakenMy appetite inside.I want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fayWith chafafa on the side.
Now a persons really got to eatAnd a person should eat right.Five will get you tenI'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,You heard what I said.Waiter, please serve mine friedI want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fayWith chafafa on the side.
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Now a persons really got to eatAnd a person should eat right.Five will get you tenI'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,You heard what I said.Waiter, please serve mine friedI want the frim fram sauce with the Ausen fayWith chafafa on the side.
I want the frim fram sauce with the ausen fay with cha fafa, cha fafa, cha fafa, on the sideP-LEAZZZE!

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(Nathaniel Cole)


I'm just a shy guy,
My, I'm a 'fraid-to-try guy
No lie.
There's a gal that I idolize
But I just can't seem to hypnotize.


And when she pets me,
You betcha, it gets me.
And everytime I hold her hand,
I'm just too shy to say the things I plan.


Everytime she's close to me,
My heart is filled with ecstasy,
And like a dope, I let the chance slip by.


There, I should have told her then
But all I did was sit and grin,
And I ended up so mad that I could cry.


'Cause I'm a shy guy
Wish I was a sly guy
Then I could say, "Baby, baby, I love you"
Just like those guys in moving pictures all do.


~interlude~


I'm just a shy guy
Wish I was a sly guy
Then I could say, "Baby, baby, I love you"
Just like those guys in moving pictures all do.

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Embraceable You

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I love you
for sentimental reasons,
I hope you do believe me,
I've given you my heart

I love you
and you alone were meant for me
please give your loving heart to me
and say we'll never part

I think of you every morning
Dream of you every night
Darling I'm never lonely
whenever you are in sight

I love you
for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I've given you my heart

I love you for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I've given you my heart.



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What Is This Thing Called Love?

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(James, Miller)

I took a choo-choo-choo-choo fast as I could take a choo-choo,
I've come a long-long-long-long way to take you in my arms.
And now it's your first move to prove that you've been true,
Come to baby, do.

I've been away-way-way-way-way beyond the blue horizon,
I hope that no-no-no-no-no one else is on your mind.
So pucker up, my sweet, and meet your Waterloo,
Come to baby, do.

Stop me from guessing,
T'ain't no time to tease.
Stop all your messin',
And put your beggin' baby at ease.

I wanna love-love-love you just the way I wanna love you,
I'm gonna try-try-try to try to make you understand.
When all is said and done, the one for me is you.
Come to baby, do.

Come to baby, do.

I've come a long, long way to kiss ya
You'll never know how much I missed ya.
Stop your teasin' --
Come to baby, do.

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(R. B. Sherman)


When you raise your eyes and make believe,
All the stars come out and paint a world of blue.
There's my heart right up your sleeve
Waiting all for you.


When you smile on me, the world is mine,
And the dreams I dream, I know will all come true.
Every care becomes divine
Waiting all for you.


My heart is beating to the old refrain
When I'm alone with you.
My heart's repeating, "I'm in love again"
Can't we hold a rendez-vous?


You're the dreams I dream, the song I sing
You're the stars and moon and nearly everything.
Life would be a symphony,
Waiting all for you.


~interlude~


My heart is beating to the old refrain
When I'm alone with you.
My heart's repeating, "I'm in love again"
Can't we hold a rendez-vous?


You're the dreams I dream, the song I sing
You're the stars and moon and nearly everything.
Life would be a symphony,
Living all for you.

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If you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way
Take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66

It winds from Chicago to LA
More than two thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66

Now you go through St. Louis
Joplin, Missouri
And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
You see Amarillo
Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona
Don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernandino

Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66


Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66

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(Louis Jordan, Timmie Rodgers)

Knock me a kiss, you'll never miss
When I'm ready to go.
But if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!

Squeeze me a squoze in these fine clothes,
Mmmm...I love you so.
But if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!

When I ask for a date, the answer is no.
You don't know what you're saying.
Don't you know the war's on,
Everything is rationed,
How 'bout that jive, keep me alive?

Baby, let bygones be bygones,
'Cause men are scarce as nylons.
And if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!

Baby, let bygones be bygones,
'Cause men are scarce as nylons.
And if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no, no, no, baby
Please don't cry and say no.

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For You My Love

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