Ella Fitzgerald

[fox69]

"The Music Goes 'Round And Around"

"The Music Goes 'Round And Around"


I blow thru here
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here
I push the first valve down
The music goes down and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here
I push the middle valve down
The music goes down around below
Below, below, deedle-dee-ho-ho-ho
Listen to the jazz come out
I push the other valve down
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here

 

[fox69]

"The Nearness Of You"

"The Nearness Of You"


Why do I just wither and forget all resistance
when you and your magic pass by
my heart's in a dither dear
when you're at a distance
but when you are near, oh my...

Its not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
Its just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
Its just the nearness of you

When you're in my arms
and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night
the nearness of you.

 

[fox69]

"The One I Love (Belongs To Somebody Else)"

"The One I Love (Belongs To Somebody Else)"


The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I held belong to somebody else

I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else

 

[fox69]

"The Real American Folk Song"

"The Real American Folk Song"


Near Barcelona, the peasant crooned
The old traditional Spanish tunes
The Neapolitan street song sighs
You think of Italian skys

Each nation has a creative vein
Originating a native strain
With folk songs plaintive and others gay
In their own peculiar way

American folk songs, I feel
Have a much stronger appeal

The real American folksong is a rag
A mental jag
A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues

The critics called it a "joke song" but now
They've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow

For it's innoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter
Than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot

The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you
The real American folksong, the masses coaxed on, is a rag

The real American folksong is a rag
A mental jag
A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues

The critics called it a "joke song" but now
They've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow

For it's innoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter
Than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot

The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you
The real American folksong, is a rag

 

[fox69]

"The Song Is Ended (But The Melody Lingers On)"

"The Song Is Ended (But The Melody Lingers On)"


My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance
A moment of bliss we spent
Our hearts were filled with a song of romance
As into the night we went
And sang to our hearts' content

The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on

The night was splendid
And the melody seemed to say
"Summer will pass away
Take your happiness while you may"

There 'neath the light of the moon
We sang a love song that ended too soon

The moon descended
And I found with the break of dawn
You and the song had gone
But the melody lingers on

 

[fox69]

"The Thrill Is Gone"
(originally by Chet Baker)

"The Thrill Is Gone"
(originally by Chet Baker)



The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone
I can see it in your eyes,
I can hear it in your sighs
Feel your touch and realize
The thrill is gone.

The night is cold,
For love is old,
Love was grand when it was brand-new,
Birds were singin' and all them skies were blue,
Now it doesn't appeal to you..
The thrill is gone.

This is the end,
So why pretend
And let it linger on?
The thrill is gone.

The thrill is gone,
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone, baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you don't baby
And you ...

The thrill is gone
It's gone away from me
The thrill is gone, baby
The thrill is gone away from me

Oh, (the [?]) still live on
That so lonely I'll be

The thrill is gone,
The thrill is gone away from me

 

[fox69]

"The Very Thought Of You"

"The Very Thought Of You"


The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything

The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love

The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love

 

[fox69]

"The Way You Look Tonight"

"The Way You Look Tonight"


Some day, when I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight

Yes, you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight

With each word your tenderness grows
Tearin' my fear apart
And that laugh..wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart

Lovely... Never, never change
Keep that breathless charm
Won't you please arrange it? 'cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight

And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart

Lovely... Don't you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won't you please arrange it? 'cause I love you
a-just the way you look tonight

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look tonight

 

[fox69]

"There's A Boat Dat's Leavin' Soon For New York"

"There's A Boat Dat's Leavin' Soon For New York"


Sporting life
That's the thing, ain' it? an' membuh there's.
Where that come from. listen: there's a boat dat's
Leavin' soon for new york. come wid me, dat's where
We belong, sister.
You an' me kin live dat high life in new york.
Come wid me, dere you can't go wrong, sister.
I'll buy you de swellest mansion
Up on upper fi'th avenue
An' through harlem we'll go struttin',
We'll go astruttin',
An' dere'll be nuttin'
Too good for you.
I'll dress you in silks and satins
In de latest paris styles.

And de blues you'll be forgettin',
You'll be forgettin',
There'll be no frettin'
Jes nothin' but smiles.
Come along wid me, hey dat's de place,
Don't be a fool, come along, come along.
There's a boat dat's leavin' soon for new york
Come wid me, dat's where we belong, sister,
Dat's where we belong! come on, bess!

Bess
You low, crawlin' hound! get away from my door, I tells
You, leave it, you rattlesnake. dat's what you is,
A rattlesnake!

 

[fox69]

"There's A Small Hotel"

"There's A Small Hotel"


I'd like to get away, Junior
Somewhere alone with you
It could be oh, so gay, Junior
You need a laugh or two

A certain place I know, Frankie
Where funny people can have fun
That's where the two will go,
Darling
Before you can count up
One, two, three. For ...

There's a small hotel
With a wishing well
I wish that we were there together
There's a bridal suite
One room bright and neat
Complete for us to
share together

Looking through the window
You can see a distant steeple
Not a sign of people -- who wants people?
When the steeple bell says,
"Good night, sleep well,"
We'll thank the small hotel together

We'll creep into our little shell
And we will thank the small hotel together