Pinwheel of Death

Ella Fitzgerald


SONGS

TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

Writers Sidney Mitchell, Sammy Stept

Genres Standard

Recorded 1936

Lyrics ALL MY LIFE
I'VE BEEN WAITING
FOR YOU.
MY WONDERFUL ONE,
I BEGUN LIVING
ALL MY LIFE.
ALL MY LOVE
HAS BEEN WAITING
FOR YOU.
MY LIFE IS SUBLIME,
NOW THAT I'M
GIVING ALL MY LOVE.
YOU SEEM SO LOVELY,
SO FAR ABOVE ME,
I'M ALMOST AFRAID
TO LOOK.
BUT I ADORE YOU,
I PLEDGE BEFORE YOU
A HEART
THAT'S AN OPEN BOOK.
ALL MY LIFE
HOLD ME CLOSE
TO YOUR HEART,
BUT ALL ELSE ABOVE
HOLD MY LOVE,
DARLING,
JUST HOLD MY LOVE.
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1960

Lyrics MAYBE I CAN'T LIVE TO LOVE YOU
AS LONG AS I WANT TO,
LIFE ISN'T LONG ENOUGH,
BABY, BUT I CAN LOVE YOU
AS LONG AS I LIVE.

MAYBE I CAN'T GIVE YOU DIAMONDS
AND THINGS LIKE I WANT TO,
BUT I CAN PROMISE YOU,
BABY, I'M GONNA WANT TO
AS LONG AS I LIVE.

I NEVER CARED,
BUT NOW I'M SCARED,
I WON'T LIVE LONG ENOUGH.
THAT'S WHY I WEAR
MY RUBBERS WHEN IT RAINS
AND EAT AN APPLE EVERY DAY
THEN SEE THE DOCTOR ANYWAY.

WHAT IF I CAN'T LIVE TO LOVE YOU
AS LONG AS I WANT TO,
LONG AS I PROMISE YOU,
BABY, I'M GONNA LOVE YOU
AS LONG I LIVE.

I'LL EVEN WEAR LONG UNDERWEAR,
WHEN WINTER BREEZES BLOW,
I'M GONNA TAKE GOOD CARE OF ME
BECAUSE, A SNEEZE OR TWO
MIGHT MEAN THE FLU,
AND THAT WOULD NEVER NEVER DO.

WHAT IF I CAN'T LIVE TO LOVE YOU
AS LONG AS I WANT TO,
LONG AS I PROMISE YOU,
BABY, I'M GONNA LOVE YOU
AS LONG I LIVE.
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1960

Lyrics verse:
IS THERE ANYONE AROUND
WHO CANNOT SEE
IT'S THE WELL-KNOWN
RUNAROUND
YOU'RE GIVING ME?
I SUPPOSE
YOU'LL TELL ME
I'M ALL WRONG.
IT'S A BITTER PILL
TO TAKE,
COMING FROM YOU,
THOUGH I'VE MADE
A BIG MISTAKE,
WHAT CAN I DO?
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT MAKES ME
STRING ALONG.

Chorus:
I DON'T WANT YOU,
BUT I HATE TO LOSE YOU,
YOU'VE GOT ME IN BETWEEN
THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA.
I FORGIVE YOU,
'CAUSE I CAN'T FORGET YOU,
YOU'VE GOT ME IN BETWEEN
THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA.

I OUGHT TO CROSS YOU
OFF MY LIST,
BUT WHEN YOU COME KNOCKING
AT MY DOOR.
FATE SEEMS
TO GIVE MY HEART A TWIST,
AND I COME RUNNING BACK
FOR MORE.

I SHOULD HATE YOU,
BUT I GUESS I LOVE YOU,
YOU'VE GOT ME IN BETWEEN
THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA.
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Writers David Kapp, Jack Lawrence, Peter Tinturin

Genres Standard, Pop, Big Band Era

Recorded 1937

Lyrics BIG BOY BLUE,
COME BLOW YOUR HORN,
BIG BOY BLUE,
IT'S ALMOST DAWN
AND THE BAND
WILL SOON BE GONE.
COME ON,
BLUE,
BLOW YOUR HORN!
BIG BOY BLUE,
IT'S GETTING LATE,
BIG BOY BLUE,
MY FEET CAN'T WAIT.
SO BEFORE
YOU ABDICATE,
COME ON,
BLUE,
BLOW YOUR HORN!
'CAUSE WHEN YOU BLOW HOT -
SO HOT,
HOW'M I GONNA
KEEP MY SEAT?
EVEN WITH MY TWO LEFT FEET
I MUST GIVE IN,
I MEAN GIVE OUT.

BIG BOY BLUE,
YOU KNOW IT'S SO,
BIG BOY BLUE,
BEFORE YOU GO.
SWING ME HIGH
AND SWING ME LOW,
COME ON,
BLUE,
BLOW YOUR HORN!
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1961

Lyrics HALLELUJAH!
HALLELUJAH!
COME YOU SINNERS,
GATHER 'ROUND.
HALLELUJAH!
HALLELUJAH!
ALL YOU SINNERS,
I HAVE FOUND...
A LAND WHERE THE WEARY
FOREVER ARE FREE,
COME YOU SINNERS
AND FOLLOW ME.

FORGET YOUR TROUBLES,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
YOU BETTER CHASE
YOUR BLUES AWAY.
SHOUT HALLELUJAH,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
GET READY
FOR THE JUDGEMENT DAY.
THE SUN IS SHININ',
COME ON GET HAPPY,
THE LORD IS WAITIN'
TO TAKE YOUR HAND.
SHOUT HALLELUJAH,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
WE'RE GOING
TO THE PROMISE LAND.

WE'RE HEADIN'
ACROSS THE RIVER
TO WASH YOUR SINS
AWAY WITH THE TIDE.
IT'S ALL SO PEACEFUL
ON THE OTHER SIDE.

FORGET YOUR TROUBLES,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
YOU BETTER CHASE
YOUR BLUES AWAY.
SHOUT HALLELUJAH,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
GET READY
FOR THE JUDGEMENT DAY.
THE SUN IS SHININ',
COME ON GET HAPPY,
THE LORD IS WAITIN'
TO TAKE YOUR HAND.
SHOUT HALLELUJAH,
COME ON GET HAPPY,
WE'RE GOING
TO THE PROMISE LAND.
Writers Clifford Grey, Leo Robin, Vincent Youmans

Genres Standard

Recorded 1935

Lyrics I'M RECALLIN'
TIMES WHEN I WAS SMALL,
IN LIGHT AND FREE JUBILEE DAYS.
OLD FOLKS PRAYIN',
EV'RYBODY SWAYIN',
LOUDLY I CHANTED MY PRAISE.
HOW I SANG ABOUT THE JUDGEMENT MORN,
AND OF GABRIEL TOOTIN' ON HIS HORN.
IN THAT SUNNY
LAND OF MILK AND HONEY,
I HAD NO COMPLAINTS,
WHILE I THOUGHT OF SAINTS,
SO I SAY TO ALL WHO FEEL FORLORN:

SING HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!
AND YOU'LL SHOO THE BLUES AWAY
WHEN CARES PURSUE YA,
HALLELUJAH!
GETS YOU THROUGH THE DARKEST DAY.
SATAN LIES AWAITIN'
AND CREATIN' SKIES OF GRAY,
BUT HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!
HELPS TO SHOO THE BLUES AWAY.
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Writers Milton Ager, Charles Bates, Bob Bigelow, Jack Yellen

Genres Standard

Recorded 1956

Lyrics IN OLD SAVANNAH,
I SAID SAVANNAH,
THE WEATHER THERE
IS NICE AND WARM!
THE CLIMATES
OF A SOUTHERN BRAND,
BUT HERE'S WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND:
THEY GOT A GAL THERE,
A PRETTY GAL THERE,
WHO'S COLDER
THAN AN ARCTIC STORM,
GOT A HEART JUST LIKE A STONE,
EVEN ICE MEN LEAVE HER ALONE!

THEY CALL HER
HARD HEARTED HANNAH,
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH,
THE MEANEST GAL IN TOWN.
LEATHER IS TOUGH,
BUT HANNAH'S HEART IS TOUGHER,
SHE'S A GAL
WHO LOVES TO SEE MEN SUFFER!
TO TEASE 'EM,
AND THRILL 'EM,
TO TORTURE AND KILL 'EM,
IS HER DELIGHT, THEY SAY,
I SAW HER AT THE SEASHORE
WITH A GREAT BIG PAN,
THERE WAS HANNAH POURING WATER
ON A DROWNDING MAN!
SHE'S HARD HEARTED HANNAH,
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH, GA!

THEY CALL HER
HARD HEARTED HANNAH,
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH,
THE MEANEST GAL IN TOWN
TALK OF YOUR COLD,
REFRIGERATIN' MAMAS,
BROTHER,
SHE'S A POLAR BEAR'S PAJAMAS!
TO TEASE 'EM,
AND THRILL 'EM,
TO TORTURE AND KILL 'EM,
IS HER DELIGHT, THEY SAY,
AN EVENING SPENT WITH HANNAH
SITTIN' ON YOUR KNEES,
IS LIKE TRAVELIN' THROUGH ALASKA
IN YOUR BVDS.
SHE'S HARD HEARTED HANNAH,
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH, GA!

CAN YOU IMAGINE A WOMAN
AS COLD AS HANNAH?
SHE'S GOT THE RIGHT NAME,
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH.
ANY TIME A WOMAN
CAN TAKE A GREAT BIG PAN
AND START POURING WATER
ON A DROWNIN' MAN.
SHE'S HARD HEARTED HANNAH
THE VAMP OF SAVANNAH GA.

OHH, SHE'S SWEET AS SOUR MILK!
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Alt. Title I've Got A Right To Sing The Blues, I Got A Right To Sing The Blues

Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1960

Lyrics verse:
I DON'T CARE WHO
KNOWS I AM BLUE.
MY SONG
WOULDN'T TAKE LONG
TO GIVE MY HEART
AWAY.
I KNOW IT'S PLAIN
MY HEART'S IN PAIN,
MY SONG
COULDN'T BELONG
TO SOMEONE
FEELING GAY.

Chorus:
I GOTTA RIGHT TO SING THE BLUES,
I GOTTA RIGHT
TO FEEL LOW DOWN,
I GOTTA RIGHT
TO HANG AROUND
DOWN AROUND THE RIVER.
A CERTAIN MAN
IN THIS OLD TOWN
KEEPS DRAGGIN'
MY POOR HEART
AROUND,
ALL I SEE
FOR ME
IS MISERY.
I GOTTA RIGHT TO SING THE BLUES,
I GOTTA RIGHT
TO MOAN AND SIGH,
I GOTTA RIGHT
TO SIT AND CRY
DOWN AROUND THE RIVER.
I KNOW
THE DEEP BLUE SEA
WILL SOON
BE CALLING ME.
IT MUST BE LOVE,
SAY WHAT
YOU CHOOSE,
I GOTTA RIGHT TO SING THE BLUES.
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Writers Duke Ellington, Don George, Johnny Hodges, Harry James

Genres Standard, Big Band Era

Recorded 1957

Lyrics I NEVER CARED MUCH
FOR MOONLIT SKIES,
I NEVER WINK
AT FIREFLIES,
BUT NOW THAT THE STARS
ARE IN YOUR EYES,
I'M BEGINNING TO SEE THE LIGHT.
I NEVER WENT IN
FOR AFTERGLOW,
OR CANDLELIGHT
ON THE MISTLETOE,
BUT NOW WHEN
YOU TURN THE LAMP
DOWN LOW
I'M BEGINNING TO SEE THE LIGHT.

USED TO RAMBLE
IN THE PARK,
SHADOWBOXING
AFTER DARK,
THEN YOU CAME A
ND CAUSED A SPARK
THAT'S A FOUR-ALARM FIRE
NOW.

I NEVER MADE LOVE
BY LANTERN SHINE,
I NEVER SAW RAINBOWS
IN MY WINE,
BUT NOW
THAT YOUR LIPS
ARE BURNING MINE,
I'M BEGINNING TO SEE THE LIGHT.
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1961

Lyrics BLOW,
ILL WIND,
BLOW AWAY,
LET ME REST TODAY.
YOU'RE BLOWIN' ME
NO GOOD,
NO GOOD.
GO,
ILL WIND,
GO AWAY.
SKIES ARE,
OH, SO GRAY
AROUND
MY NEIGHBORHOOD,
AND THAT'S NO GOOD.

YOU'RE ONLY MISLEADIN'
THE SUNSHINE I'M NEEDIN'
AIN'T THAT A SHAME?
IT'S SO HARD
TO KEEP UP
WITH THE TROUBLES
THAT CREEP UP
FROM OUT OF NOWHERE
WHEN LOVE'S TO BLAME.

SO,
ILL WIND,
BLOW AWAY.
LET ME REST TODAY.
YOU'RE BLOWIN' ME
NO GOOD,
NO GOOD.
Writers Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

Genres Standard, Seasons

Recorded 1956

Lyrics verse:
SUMMER JOURNEYS
TO NIAGARA
AND OTHER PLACES
AGGRAVATE
ALL OUR CARES
WE'LL SAVE
OUR FARES!
I'VE A COZY
LITTLE FLAT IN
WHAT IS KNOWN
AS OLD MANHATTAN,
WE'LL SETTLE DOWN
RIGHT HERE IN TOWN!

Chorus 1:
WE'LL HAVE MANHATTAN
THE BRONX AND STATEN
ISLAND TOO.
IT'S LOVELY
GOING THROUGH
THE ZOO.
IT'S VERY FANCY
ON OLD DELANCEY
STREET YOU KNOW.
THE SUBWAY
CHARMS US SO,
WHEN BALMY BREEZES BLOW
TO AND FRO.
AND TELL ME
WHAT STREET
COMPARES WITH MOTT STREET
IN JULY?
SWEET PUSHCARTS
GENTLY GLIDING BY.
THE GREAT BIG CITY'S
A WOND'ROUS TOY
JUST MADE
FOR A GIRL
AND BOY.
WE'LL TURN MANHATTAN
INTO AN ISLE OF JOY.

Chorus 2:
WE'LL GO TO GREENWICH
WHERE MODERN MEN ITCH
TO BE FREE
AND BOWLING GREEN
YOU'LL SEE
WITH ME.
WE'LL BATHE AT BRIGHTON
THE FISH YOU'LL FRIGHTEN
WHEN YOU'RE IN.
YOUR BATHING SUIT
SO THIN
WILL MAKE THE SHELLFISH
GRIN,
FIN TO FIN.
I'D LIKE TO TAKE A
SAIL ON JAMAICA
BAY WITH YOU.
AND FAIR CANARSIE'S
LAKES WE'LL VIEW.
THE CITY'S BUSTLE
CANNOT DESTROY
THE DREAMS
OF A GIRL
AND BOY.
WE'LL TURN MANHATTAN
INTO AN ISLE OF JOY.

Chorus 3:
WE'LL GO TO YONKERS
WHERE TRUE LOVE CONQUERS
IN THE WILDS.
AND STARVE TOGETHER,
DEAR,
IN CHILDS.
WE'LL GO TO CONEY
AND EAT BALONEY
ON A ROLL.
IN CENTRAL PARK
WE'LL STROLL,
WHERE OUR FIRST KISS
WE STOLE,
SOUL TO SOUL.
AND SOUTH PACIFIC
IS A TERRIFIC
SHOW THEY SAY
WE BOTH MAY SEE IT
CLOSE SOME DAY
THE CITY'S CLAMOR
CAN NEVER SPOIL
THE DREAMS
OF A BOY
AND GOIL.
WE'LL TURN MANHATTAN
INTO AN ISLE OF JOY.

original lyric:
OUR FUTURE BABIES
WE'LL TAKE TO ABIE'S
IRISH ROSE.
I HOPE THEY'LL LIVE
TO SEE IT CLOSE.

Chorus 4:
WE'LL HAVE MANHATTAN
THE BRONX AND STATEN
ISLAND TOO.
WE'LL TRY TO CROSS
FIFTH AVENUE.
AS BLACK AS ONYX
WE'LL FIND THE BRONNIX
PARK EXPRESS.
OUR FLATBUSH FLAT,
I GUESS,
WILL BE
A GREAT SUCCESS,
MORE OR LESS.
A SHORT VACATION
ON INSPIRATION
POINT WE'LL SPEND,
AND IN THE STATION HOUSE
WE'LL END.
BUT CIVIC VIRTUE
CANNOT DESTROY
THE DREAMS
OF A GIRL
AND BOY.
WE'LL TURN MANHATTAN
INTO AN ISLE OF JOY.
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Writers Buddy DeSylva, George Gershwin, Ballard MacDonald

Genres Standard

Recorded 1959

Lyrics verse:
WHEN THIS WORLD BEGAN
IT WAS HEAVEN'S PLAN,
THERE SHOULD BE A GIRL
FOR EV'RY SINGLE MAN.
TO MY GREAT REGRET
SOMEONE HAS UPSET,
HEAVEN'S PRETTY PROGRAM
FOR WE'VE NEVER MET
I'M CLUTCHING AT STRAWS,
JUST BECAUSE
I MAY MEET HER YET.

Chorus:
SOMEBODY LOVES ME
I WONDER WHO,
I WONDER WHO
SHE CAN BE?
SOMEBODY LOVES ME
I WISH I KNEW,
WHO CAN SHE BE
WORRIES ME.

FOR EV'RY GIRL
WHO PASSES ME
I SHOUT,
HEY! MAYBE,
YOU WERE MEANT
TO BE
MY LOVING BABY.

SOMEBODY LOVES ME
I WONDER WHO,
MAYBE IT'S YOU.
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