The Quintessential - Volume 1

Charlie tobias / sam h. stept

My first impression of you
Was like the sight of flowers in spring
You were a glorious thing to see

My first impression of you
Was something indescribably new
I stood there looking at you
Smiling at me

If you had stepped right out of heaven
It wouldn't surprise me more
I thought you were an angel
From heaven's door

It may sound silly, but true
My heart just stopped
When i caught your eye
So overwhelming
Was my first impression of you

Channing pollock/maurice yvain / albert willemetz/jaques charles

It cost me a lot
But there's one thing that i've got
It's my man
It's my man

Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this i'll soon forget
With my man

He's not much on looks
He's no hero out of books
But i love him
Yes, i love him

Two or three girls
Has he
That he likes as well as me
But i love him

I don't know why i should
He isn't true
He beats me, too
What can i do?

Oh, my man, i love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just a spare
But i don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All right

What's the difference if i say
I'll go away
When i know i'll come back
On my knees someday

For whatever my man is
I'm his forevermore

J.c. johnson

I'm so weary and all alone
Feel tired like heavy stone
Trav'lin', trav'lin' all alone
Who will see and who will care
Bout this load that i must bear
Trav'lin', trav'lin' all alone
Prayers are said to heaven above
'bout my burdens,woes and love
Head bowed down with misery
Nothing now appeals to me
Trav'lin', trav'lin' all alone

Give me just another day
There's one thing i want to say
Friends are well when all is gold
Leave you always when you're old
Trav'lin', trav'lin' all alone

W. hirsch / vaughn deleath / n. cloutier / l. handman

Once they called it ragtime
And it had its fling
It's the same old syncopation
Now they call it swing

Then they played it jazz time
To a buck-and-wing
Once again it sweeped the nation
Now they call it swing

When singers used to sing
They would go hot cha
But with this modern thing
Now they go dru-du du, dra-da-da

Rhythm has its seasons
Summer, fall and spring
But for seven silly reasons
Someone pulled the string
And they started dancing
Now they call it swing

Johnny burke / j. monaco

If you wonder why i'm near you
Even though i've been denied
I'm inclined to be a little
On the sentimental side
I suppose i should forget you
If i had an ounce of pride
But i guess i can't help being
On the sentimental side
I should act gay
Laugh it off and say, farewell
Say it just didn't wear well
But i'm not that way
I'm in hopes you'll think it over
And perhaps be satisfied
With a simple sort of person
On the sentimental side

I should act gay
Laugh it off and say, farewell
Say it just didn't wear well
But i'm not that way
I'm in hopes you'll think it over
And perhaps be satisfied
With a simple sort of person
On the sentimental side

George and ira gershwin

The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that is'nt necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for fame
There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name
The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment
Is the kind that is for girl and boys meant
Fall in love you won't regret it
That''s the best work of all if you can get it

Holding hands at midnight
'neath the starry sky
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try
Scrolling with the one girl
Sighing after sigh
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try

Just imagen someone waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask for more
Loving one who loves you
And taking that vow
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if
Won't you tell me how?

Mark fisher / joe goodwin / larry shay

When you're smiling
When you're smiling
The whole world smiles with you
When you're laughing
When you're laughing
The sun comes shining thru
But when you're crying
You bring on the rain
So stop your sighing be happy again
Keep on smiling
'cause when you're smiling
The whole world smiles with you

Al jolson / billy rose / dave dreyer

The bird with feathers of blue
Is waiting for you
Back in your own backyard
You'll see your castles in spain
Through your window pane
Back in your own backyard
Oh you can go to the east
Go to the west
But someday you'll come
Weary at heart
Back where you started from
You'll find your happiness lies
Right under your eyes
Back in your own backyard

The bird with feathers of blue
Is waiting for you
Back in your own backyard
You'll see your castles in spain
Through your window pane
Back in your own backyard
Oh you can go to the east
Go to the west
But someday you'll come
Weary at heart
Back where you started from
You'll find your happiness lies
Right under your eyes
Back in your own backyard

Richard a. whiting / neil moret

Never had nothing
No one to care
That's why i seem to have
More than my share
I ve got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

When i hurt his feelings
Once in a while
His only answer is one little smile
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I can see no other way
And no better plan
End it all and let him go
To some better gal
But i'm only human
A coward at best
I'm more than certain
He'd follow me west

Though he loves to work
And slave for me everyday
He'd be so much better off
If i went away
But why should i leave him
He'd be unhappy without me i know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way