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Do Nothin' 'Til You Hear From Me
Do You Know What It Means to Miss New Orleans?
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Music by Arthur Schwartz, lyrics by Howard Dietz
(chorus):
Dancing in the dark 'til the tune ends
We're dancing in the dark, and it soon ends
We're waltzing in the wonder of why we're here
Time hurries by, we're here, and gone
Looking for the light of a new love
to brighten up the night, I have you, love
and we can face the music together
dancing in the dark
(rare bridge):
What though love is old?
What though song is old?
Through them, we can be young
Hear this heart of mine
Make yours part of mine
Dear one, tell me that we're one
(repeat chorus)
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Music by Richard Rodgers, lyrics by Lorenz Hart
(intro verse):
The world is lyrical
because a miracle
has brought my lover to me
Though he's some other place
his face I see
At night I creep in bed
and never sleep in bed
but look above in the air
And to my greatest joy
my boy is there
It is my prince who walks
into my dreams and talks
(chorus):
He dances overhead
on the ceiling, near my bed
in my sight through the night
I try to hide in vain
underneath my counterpane
There's my love up above
I whisper "go away, my lover
It's not fair"
But I'm so grateful to discover
He's still there
I love my ceiling more
since it is a dancing floor
just for my love
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Music by Zoot Sims, lyrics by Dave Lambert(?)
Way down inside
I hate the life that I'm livin'
I'd like for once
to get as much as I'm givin
When am I gonna meet somebody sweet
who can give me all the love I want to give
and never stray?
and make every day bright and gay
for as long as I live?
And I'll be proud
(1) to come from under that dark cloud
(2) to come from under that dingy dark cloud
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Music by Jimmy Van Heusen, lyrics by Eddie DeLange
Darn that dream I dream each night
You say you love me, and you hold me tight
but when I awake you're out of sight
Oh, darn that dream
Darn your lips, and darn your eyes
They lift me high above the moonlit skies
then I tumble out of paradise
Oh, darn that dream
Darn that one track mind of mine
It can't understand that you don't care
Just to change the mood I'm in
I'd welcome a nice old nightmare
Darn that dream, and bless it too
Without that dream, I never would have you
but it haunts me, and it won't come true
Oh, darn that dream
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Music by Billy Strayhorn, lyrics by John Latouche
(intro verse):
Funny the way that I feel now
Can't keep my feet on the ground
Everything seems unreal now
when you're not around
(chorus):
Day dream, why do you haunt me so?
Deep in a rosy glow
the face of my love you show
Day dream, I walk along on air
Building a castle there
for me and my love to share
Don't know the time, Lordy
I'm in a daze
Sun in the sky, while I moon around
feeling hazy
Day dream, don't break my reverie
until I find that she
is daydreaming just like me
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Music by Henry Mancini, lyrics by Johnny Mercer
The days of wine and roses
laugh and run away
like a child at play
Through the meadow land toward a closing door
a door marked nevermore that wasn't there before
The lonely night discloses
just a passing breeze
filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
the days of wine and roses and you
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Music by Fred Rose, lyrics by Walter Hirsch
Do I want you? Oh my, do I?
Honey, 'deed I do.
Do I need you? Oh my, do I?
Honey, 'deed I do.
I'm glad that I'm the one who found you
That's why I'm always hangin' 'round you
Do I love you? Oh my, do I?
Honey, 'deed I do.
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Music by Peter DeRose, lyrics by Mitchell Parish
When the deep purple falls
over sleepy garden walls
and the stars begin to flicker in the sky
through the mist of a memory
you wander back to me
breathing my name with a sigh
In the still of the night
once again I hold you tight
Though you're gone, your love lives on when moonlight beams
And as long as my heart will beat
sweet lover, we'll always meet
here in my deep purple dreams
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Music by Duke Ellington, lyrics by Bob Russell
(intro verse):
Someone told someone, and someone told you
but they wouldn't hurt you that much
Since everyone spreads the story
with his own little personal touch
(chorus):
Do nothing 'til you hear from me
Pay no attention to what's said
Why people tear the seam of anyone's dream
is over my head
Do nothing 'til you hear from me
At least consider our romance
If you should take the word of others you've heard
I haven't a chance
True I've been seen with someone new
but does that mean I'm untrue?
When we're apart, the words in my heart
Reveal how I feel about you
Some kiss may cloud my memory
and other arms may hold a thrill
but please do nothin' til you hear it from me
and you never will
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Music by Louis Alter, lyrics by Eddie DeLange
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
and miss it each night and day?
I know I'm not wrong
the feeling's getting stronger
the longer I stay away
Miss the moss-covered vines, the tall sugar pines
where mockingbirds used to sing
And I'd like to see
the lazy Mississippi
a-hurrying into spring
Over Mardi Gras the memories
of Creole tunes that filled the air
I dream of oleanders in June
and soon I'm wishing that I were there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
when that's where you left your heart?
And there's something more
I miss the one I care for
more than I miss New Orleans
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Music by Charlie Parker or Miles Davis, lyrics by Stanley Cornfield
(breaks after every 8 bars)
Isn't it weird and strange
the way musicians want to show off
how fast they've learnt to play their music?
Is it that they want to make it seem so tough
so very tough on a person
that you'd have to be someone very great and special
just to make your fingers move a little faster
than they're used to movin'
when they're doin' day to day tasks
like washin' up the dishes
or like pullin' up weeds
Typists do it better
if you're impressed by speed and accuracy at all
But it would be dishonest of me if
I didn't tell you I really really get excited
when I hear musicians really get hot
and blow and let go
with everything they've got
I may be weird, I may be strange
I can't expect the world to change
but one of these days I'm going to find out
why the guy who wrote this song designed it so it must be played
much faster than a guy like me can play
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Music by Edgar Sampson and Benny Goodman, lyrics by Mitchell Parish
(intro verse):
April skies are in your eyes
But darling, don't be blue
(chorus):
Don't cry
Oh honey, please don't be that way
Clouds in the sky
should never make you feel that way
The rain
Will bring the violets of May
Tears are in vain
So honey, please don't be that way
As long as we see it through
you'll have me, and I'll have you
Sweetheart
Tomorrow is another day
Don't break my heart
Oh honey, please don't be that way
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Music by Stan Getz, lyrics by King Pleasure
When you see danger facing you
Little boy, don't get scared
When you see danger facing you
Little boy, don't you get scared
When you see danger facing you
(1) Little fellow, let me tell you what I want you to do
(2) Little fellow, don't be yellow and blue
(King Pleasure solo):
I want you to go right along
Go on, give a little, give a little
take a little, 'til you get that break
Don't be a knucklehead and make the same mistake
Life is really funny every way
gotta hahaha every day, never be afraid
Now I know you've never read
but remember what I said
Anyone so tender that would easily surrender his all
Well, I'm so sorry for him, little fellow
but he's better off dead
So when your knees get knockin'
a hole in your stockin'
you better call your all, and if it's not around
you better make a call on Sweet Georgia Brown
and find out where to fall when the sun goes down
just in case you let your troubles get you down
You should be a scatterbrain
singin' in the rain, never feel a pain, didn't mean a thing
just think of all the pleasures it will bring
Understand, be a man, yes you can
If you want the Lord to spare you
Don't let nothin' wear you, tear you, share you
Don't let nothin' scare you
(Jon Hendricks solo):
I heard what you said
and I know you're trying to tighten my head
I'm telling you daddy, I don't mind the daytime
it's the run and romp and play time
but in the night
the slightest incident can give me a big fright
When the sun cuts out, things get darker
and I'm certain without a doubt
imaginary goblins are near me
and they really scare me
Fear is always goofing the joys of little boys
One story I remember good about Red Riding Hood
she toddled off to her grandma's place
but the wolf
who met her as she ambled through the woods
won the race
Now a story such as that may bring you joy
but, oh, it scares a little boy
How I wish I were a man
acting like a man can
but 'til I start getting bigger
I'll just have to learn to face fear
'cause if I did just like you say
I never would be scared
(chorus with 2nd ending)
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Music by Horace Silver, lyrics by Jon Hendricks
Using the phone booth, making a few calls,
Doodlin' weird things, using the booth walls
Got me a big date, waiting for my chick
Putting her face on, so she can look slick
I enjoy procrastinating, 'cause I'm busy while I'm waiting
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away
Sittin' and dinin', dinner beginnin'
Started designin', usin' the linen
Talking to my date, doodlin' my bit
Waiter got salty, told me to please quit
Told the waiter "don't be dizzy, can't you see I'm very busy
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away"
"Do you doodle all day?"
Said the waiter in his way
"Do you doodle all night?"
Told the waiter he was right
"In your doodlin' way"
That's the way I'm gonna stay
"Are you paintin' things right?"
Doodlin' sheds a lot of light
"I don't know what to do"
Ain't nothin' you can do
"Will your doodlin' lead you?"
And doodlin's all I want to do
That's more true
(Annie Ross solo):
Why does every single thing I see
look exactly like a doodle to me?
If I ever have a doubt what life is all about,
I get my pencil out, and then commence to doodlin'
and I find it real relaxin'
'specially when I feel that life is really taxin'
Those weird designs,
they only show what's going on in weirder minds,
'cause when you doodle, then your noodle's flyin' blind
Every little thing that you write just conceivably might
be a thought that you captured, while coppin' a wink
Doodlin' takes you beyond what you see,
then you draw what you think
I feel so lost without my doodlin'
Doodlin' really helps me ease my mind
I'd be tempest-tossed without my doodlin'
When I'm doodlin', there's one thing that I find
Truly, I really, really, really, really, truly, truly
Wanna figure out what my doodlin's all about
Later the waiter had me arrested,
took me to Bellevue, where I was tested
Had me a doctor, probin' my noodle
'Fore he was half-done, taught him to doodle
Showed him hidden thoughts that linger
Find an outlet through your finger
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away
Doctor was real nice, told me to be cool
Looked at the waiter, called him a real fool
Looked at my baby, told me he dug her
Got me to doodlin', so he could bug her
When he put his arms around her,
Quite to his surprise he found her
Doodlin' away, doodlin' away
We just doodle all day
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