The Very Best Of Louis Armstrong

I'll tell you why i can't find you
Every time i go out to your place...

You gone fishin' (well how you know)
Well there's a sign upon your door (uh-huh)
Gone fishin' (i'm real gone man)
You ain't workin' anymore (could be)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half done
You claim that hoein' ain't no fun (well i can prove it)
You ain't got no ambition

Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool (shangrila, really la)
I'm wishin' i could be that kind of fool (should i twist your arm?)
I'd say no more work for mine (welcome to the club)
On my door i'd hang a sign
Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin'

Papa bing (yeah louis)
I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you aren't home either
Well, i'm a busy man louis. i got a lotta deals cookin'
I was probably tied up at the studio
You weren't tied up you dog
You was just plain old...

Gone fishin' (bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah)
There's a sign upon your door (pops, don't blab it around, will you?)
Gone fishin' (keep it shady, i got me a big one staked out)
Mmm, you ain't workin' anymore (i don't have to work, i got me a piece of gary)
Cows need milkin' in the barn (i have the twins on that detail, they each take a side)
But you just don't give a darn (give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion)
You just never seem to learn (man, you taught me)
You ain't got no ambition (you're convincin' me)

Gone fishin' (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do)
Got your hound dog by your side (that's old cindy-lou goin' with me)
Gone fishin' (mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm)
Fleas are bitin' at his hide (get away from me boy, you bother me)

Mmm, folks won't find us now because
Mister satch and mister cros
We gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin'
Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay
Oh yeah!

chorus sings:go down moses
Way down in egypt land
Tell all pharaoes to
Let my people go!

Armstrong:
When israel was in egypt land...
Let my people go!

Oppressed so hard they could not stand...
Let my people go!

So the god seyeth: 'go down, moses
Way down in egypt land
Tell all pharaoes to
Let my people go!'

So moses went to egypt land...
Let my people go!

He made all pharaoes understand...
Let my people go!
Yes the lord said 'go down, moses
Way down in egypt land
Tell all pharaoes to
Let my people go!'

Thus spoke the lord, bold moses said:
-let my people go!
'if not i'll smite, your firstborn's dead'
-let my people go!

God-the lord said 'go down, moses
Way down in egypt land
Tell all pharaoes to
Let my people go!'

Tell all pharaoes
To
Let my people go

artist/band lisa minelli
Song title cabaret
Album cabaret
Submitted by merely

Lyrics what good is sitting alone
In you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.
Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
Come hear the band.
Come blow a horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table's waiting.

No use permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend
Known as elsie,
With whom i shared
Four sordid rooms in chelsea
She wasn't waht you'd call
A blushing flower...
As a matter of fact
She rented by the hour.

The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker:
"well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor."
But when i saw her laid out like a queen,
She was the happiest... corpse...
I'd ever seen.

I think of elsie to this very day.
I remember how she'd turn to me and say:
"what good is sitting alone
In you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.

Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret."

And as for me,
I made my mind up, back in chelsea,
When i go, i'm going like elsie.

Start by admitting,
From cradle to tomb
Isn't that a long a stay.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Only a cabarert, old chum
And i love a cabaret.

Here you here! good luck
Maria

The home fire
(george weiss / bob thiele)

Pardon the smile on my face my friend
Dreamin' of reachin' my journeys end
I'm headin' straight for my hearts desire
Gee, it's good to know i'm near the home fire

All of the folks that i love are there
I got a date with my favourite chair
With every step every hope grows higher
Didn't know how much i missed the home fire

The noises, the tv, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin' my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the screaming of kids
For the first time in years i'll sleep like a log

Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if you're ever in town inquire
We'll be glad to have you share the home fire

Yes, the noises, the tv, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin' my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the scream of the kids
For the first time in years i'll sleep like a log

Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if you're ever in town inquire
We'll be glad to have you share the home fire

We'll be glad to have you share the home fire

moon river, wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're goin', i'm goin' your way

Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbow's end, waitin' 'round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me

(moon river, wider than a mile)
(i'm crossin' you in style some day)
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're goin', i'm goin' your way

Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after that same rainbow's end, waitin' 'round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me

i see trees of green........ red roses too
I see 'em bloom..... for me and for you
And i think to myself.... what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue..... clouds of white
Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights
And i think to myself .....what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin'.. how do you do
They're really sayin'......i love you.

I hear babies cry...... i watch them grow
They'll learn much more.....than i'll never know
And i think to myself .....what a wonderful world

(instrumental break)

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin'.. how do you do
They're really sayin'...*spoken*(i ....love....you).

I hear babies cry...... i watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than i'll never know)
And i think to myself .....what a wonderful world
Yes i think to myself .......what a wonderful world.

c'est si bon (it's so good)

De
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C'est si bon
Lovers say that in france
When they thrill to romance
It means that it

I found my thrill ......on blueberry hill
On blueberry hill ......when i found you
The moon stood still ......on blueberry hill
And lingered until ......my dreams came true

(the wind in the willow played.......love's sweet melody
But all of those vows we made...... were never to be)

Though we're apart......you're part of me still
For you were my thrill......on blueberry hill

(i found my thrill)...........come climb the hill with me, baby
(on blueberry hill)............we'll see what we shall see
(on blueberry hill)...............i'll bring my horn with me
(when i found you)................. i'll be with you where berries are blue
(the moon stood still)................ each afternoon we'll go
(on blueberry hill)..................... higher than the moon we'll go
(and lingered until).................... then, to a weddin' in june we'll go
(my dreams came true).................ba-ba-da-d-bzz-bzz-va-d-in-da-day

The wind in the willow played .................. (do you really love me)
Love's sweet melody .........................(as i love you)
But all of those vows we made ................ (will you still remember)
Were never to be .......................... (when the night is through)

Though we're apart......you're part of me still
For you were my thrill......on blueberry hill

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear the pitter-pat
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be complete
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade
But i'm not afraid...this rover?s crossed over

If i never had a cent
I'd be rich as rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street

(instrumental break)

I used to walk in the shade with them blues on parade
Now i'm not afraid... this rover has crossed over

Now if i never made one cent
I?ll still be rich as rockefeller
There will be goldust at my feet
On the sunny
On the sunny, sunny side of the street

james p. johnson / flournoy e. miller

Don't lose your head
Then lose your guy
You can't lose a broken heart

If you ever break up
Then try to make up
It's tough to make a brand new start

Take a walk
Think it over
While strolling neath the moon
Don't say things in december
You'll regret in june

Ware your remark
Before you speak
Or you may be sorry soon,
Don't be eratic
Be diplomatic
To keep your heart's in tune

Cruel harsh words
Often spoken
Will upset your applecart
So don't lose your head
Then lose your guy
Cus, you can't lose a broken heart
No, you can't lose a broken heart!