Pinwheel of Death

Bing Crosby


SONGS

Writers Jack Pitman

Genres Pop, Ballad

Recorded 1950

Lyrics BEYOND THE REEF,
WHERE THE SEA
IS DARK AND COLD,
MY LOVE HAS GONE,
AND OUR DREAMS
GROW OLD.
THERE'LL BE
NO TEARS,
THERE'LL BE
NO REGRETTING.
WILL SHE REMEMBER ME;
WILL SHE FORGET?

I'LL SEND
A THOUSAND FLOWERS,
WHEN THE TRADE WINDS BLOW.
I'LL SEND MY LONELY HEART,
FOR I LOVE HER SO.

SOME DAY I KNOW
SHE'LL COME BACK AGAIN
TO ME.
'TIL THEN MY HEART
WILL BE
BEYOND THE REEF.
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Writers Lew Brown, Buddy DeSylva, Ray Henderson

Genres Standard

Recorded 1941

Lyrics verse:
OH! THEY SAY
SOME PEOPLE LONG AGO
WERE SEARCHING
FOR A DIFF'RENT TUNE,
ONE THAT THEY
COULD CROON
AS ONLY THEY CAN.
THEY HAD THE RHYTHM
SO
THEY STARTED SWAYING
TO AND FRO.
THEY DIDN'T KNOW
JUST WHAT TO USE,
THAT IS HOW THE BLUES
REALLY BEGAN:

Chorus:
THEY HEARD THE BREEZE
IN THE TREES
SINGING WEIRD MELODIES
AND THEY MADE THAT
THE START OF THE BLUES.
AND FROM A JAIL
CAME THE WAIL
OF A DOWN HEARTED FRAIL,
AND THEY PLAYED THAT
AS PART OF THE BLUES.

FROM A WHIPPOORWILL
OUT ON A HILL,
THEY TOOK A NEW NOTE,
PUSHED IT THROUGH A HORN
'TIL IT WAS WORN
INTO A BLUE NOTE!

AND THEN THEY NURSED IT,
REHEARSED IT,
AND GAVE OUT THE NEWS
THAT THE SOUTHLAND
GAVE BIRTH TO THE BLUES!
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Alt. Title They're So In Love

Writers Jack Lawrence, Alberto Pestalozza

Genres Standard, Big Band Era

Recorded 1939

Lyrics WHEN THE MOON
HANGS LOW IN NAPOLI,
THERE'S A HANDSOME GONDOLIER,
EVERY NIGHT
HE SINGS SO HAPPILY,
SO HIS LADY LOVE
CAN HEAR.
IN A MANNER
OH GRAVISSIMO,
HE REPEATS HIS SERENADE,
AND HIS HEART BEATS
SO FORTISSIMO,
WHEN SHE RAISES
HER VENETIAN SHADE.
CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN.

CIRIBIRIBIN,
HE WAITS FOR HER
EACH NIGHT
BENEATH HER BALCONY.
CIRIBIRIBIN,
HE BEGS
TO HOLD HER TIGHT,
BUT NO,
SHE WON'T AGREE.
CIRIBIRIBIN,
SHE THROWS A ROSE
AND BLOWS A KISS
FROM UP ABOVE,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
THEY'RE SO IN LOVE.

CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
CIRIBIRIBIN,
THEY'RE SO IN LOVE.
Alt. Title My Ranch

Writers Bartley Costello, Silvano R. Ramos

Genres Standard, Latin

Recorded 1939

Lyrics (English lyric by Bartley Costello):
I LOVE TO ROAM
OUT YONDER,
OUT WHERE THE BUFFALO
WANDER,
FREE AS THE EAGLE
FLYING,
I'M ROPING
AND A-TYING,
I'M ROPING
AND A-TYING.

GIVE ME MY RANCH
AND MY CATTLE,
FAR FROM
THE GREAT CITY'S
RATTLE;
GIVE ME A BIG HERD
TO BATTLE,
FOR I JUST LOVE
HERDING CATTLE.

GIVE ME MY BRIDLE
AND SADDLE,
AND MY OLD PINTO
I'LL STRADDLE;
I'LL GET THE COWBOYS
A-RIDING,
OUT WHERE TE RUSTLERS
ARE HIDING.

SOMETIMES
THE WINTER STORMS
TEARING,
SET ALL THE CATTLE
A-RARING,
BUT WHEN
THE WINTER IS OVER,
WE'RE SURE ENOUGH
IN CLOVER.

GIVE ME
THE WIDE OPEN SPACES,
THAT'S JUST WHERE
I KNOW MY PLACE IS,
I LOVE THE RODEO
DEARLY,
AND THE BIG ROUND-UP
YEARLY.

THOUGH WE PLAY
SEVEN ELEVEN
MY RANCH
IS NEXT DOOR
TO HEAVEN
WE SMILE
WHEN WE TAKE
A BEATING,
BUT HANG A RAT
WHEN HE IS CHEATING.

(Spanish lyric):
ALLA EN RANCHO GRANDE,
ALL DONDE NIVIA,
HABIA UNA RANCHE RITA,
QUE ALEGRE ME DECIA,
QUE ALEGRE ME DECIA.

TE VOY HACER
TUS CAL ZONES,
COMO LOS USA
EL RANCHERO;
TE LOS COMIENZO
DE LANA,
TE LOS ACABO
DE CUERO.

NUNCA TE FIES
DE PROMESAS,
NI MUCHO MENOS
DE AMORES,
QUE SI TE
DAN CALABZAS,
VERA'S LO QUE
SON ADORES.

PONN MUY ATENTO
EL OIDO,
CUANDO RECHINE
LA PUERTA,
HAY MUERTOS
QUE NO
HACEN RUIDO,
Y SON MUY GORDAS
SUS PENAS.

CUANDO TE PIDAN
CIGARRO,
NO DES CIGARRO
Y CERILLO,
PORQUE SI DAS
LAS DOS COSAS,
TE TANTEARAN
DE ZORRILLO.
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Writers Sam M. Lewis, Mabel Wayne, Joe Young

Genres Standard, Pop

Recorded 1955

Lyrics IN A LITTLE SPANISH TOWN,
TWAS ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS,
STARS WERE PEEK-A-BOOING DOWN,
TWAS ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS.
I WHISPERED, BE TRUE TO ME,
AND SHE SIGHED, SI, SI.
MANY SKIES HAVE TURNED TO GREY
BECAUSE WE'RE FAR APART,
MANY MOONS HAVE PASSED AWAY
AND SHE'S STILL IN MY HEART.
WE MADE A PROMISE
AND SEALED IT WITH A KISS,
IN A LITTLE SPANISH TOWN,
TWAS ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS.
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Writers Herman Hupfeld

Genres Standard

Recorded 1958

Lyrics verse 1:
DIDN'T WE HAVE
A LOVELY EVENING?
OUR PARTY
WAS A GREAT SUCCESS.
OH, DIDN'T MISSUS SMITH
LOOK STUNNING?
DID YOU NOTICE
MISSUS JONES' NEW DRESS?
WHAT DID MISTER BROWN SAY
TO UNCLE BENNY?
JUST ONE OF THOSE THINGS,
HE HAD A FEW TOO MANY.
SURE WAS A HUNGRY CROWD,
THEY DIDN'T LEAVE A SCRAP
FOR ROVER.
WE OUGHT TO FEEL
REAL PROUD,
AND MIGHTY GLAD
THE DARN THING'S OVER.

Chorus:
NO MORE COMPANY
TO FEED,
NO MORE PAPERS
LEFT TO READ,
WHAT'S TO DO
ABOUT IT?
LET'S PUT OUT THE LIGHTS AND GO TO SLEEP.
NO MORE ANYTHING
TO DRINK.
LEAVE THOSE DISHES
IN THE SINK.
WHAT'S TO DO ABOUT IT?
SIMPLY NIGHTY-NIGHT
AND SO TO SLEEP.

YOU'RE WAITING NOW
FOR ME TO SAY,
I LOVE YOU MORE
AND MORE
AND MORE, DEAR,
YOU'RE LOOKING YOUNGER
EV'RY DAY,
YOU NEVER WERE
SO SWEET BEFORE,
DEAR.

NO MORE
MONEY IN THE BANK,
NO CUTE BABY
WE CAN SPANK.
WHAT'S TO DO ABOUT IT?
LET'S PUT OUT THE LIGHTS AND GO TO SLEEP.

verse 2:
DIDN'T THEY MAKE AN AWFUL MESS,
THOUGH?
THERE'S BEEN A LOT OF DAMAGE
DONE.
OH, CAN'T WE LAUGH IT OFF?
I GUESS SO.
THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL
EXPENSIVE FUN.
ALL THOSE NAUGHTY
LITTLE RINGS
MADE BY NAUGHTY GLASSES,
THOSE CIGARETTE BURNS,
REMAINS OF DEMITASSES.
NOW, HONEY,
PLEASE DON'T WEEP,
IT'S SIMPLY
THAT YOU'RE WEAK
FROM LAUGHTER.
WE BETTER
GET SOME SLEEP,
SO WE CAN FACE THE MORNING
AFTER.

Chorus:
NO MORE
COMPANY TO FEED,
NO MORE
PAPERS LEFT TO READ,
WHAT'S TO DO ABOUT IT?
LET'S PUT OUT THE LIGHTS AND GO TO SLEEP.
NO MORE
ANYTHING TO DRINK.
LEAVE THOSE DISHES
IN THE SINK.
WHAT'S TO DO ABOUT IT?
SIMPLY NIGHTY-NIGHT
AND SO TO SLEEP.

YOU'RE WAITING NOW
FOR ME TO SAY,
I LOVE YOU
MORE AND MORE
AND MORE, DEAR,
YOU'RE LOOKING YOUNGER
EV'RY DAY,
YOU NEVER WERE
SO SWEET BEFORE,
DEAR.

NO MORE
MONEY IN THE BANK,
NO CUTE BABY
WE CAN SPANK.
WHAT'S TO DO ABOUT IT?
LET'S PUT OUT THE LIGHTS AND GO TO SLEEP.
Writers Alex Rogers, Bert A. Williams

Genres Standard, Country, Soul, Ballad, Seasons

Recorded 1947

Lyrics verse 1:
WHEN LIFE SEEMS FULL
OF CLOUDS AND RAIN,
AND I AM FILLED
WITH NAUGHT BUT PAIN,
WHO SOOTHES MY THUMPING,
BUMPING BRAIN?
spoken NOBODY!
sung WHEN WINTER COMES
WITH SNOW AND SLEET,
AND ME WITH HUNGER
AND COLD FEET,
WHO SAYS
HERE'S TWO-BITS,
GO AND EAT?
spoken NOBODY!

Chorus:
sung I AIN'T NEVER
DONE NOTHING
TO NOBODY
I AIN'T NEVER
GOT NOTHING
FROM NOBODY,
NO TIME:
AND UNTIL
I GET SOMETHING
FROM SOMEBODY,
SOMETIME,
I DON'T INTEND
TO DO NOTHING
FOR NOBODY
NO TIME.

verse 2:
WHEN SUMMER COMES
ALL COOL
AND CLEAR,
AND FRIENDS SEE ME
DRAWING NEAR,
WHO SAYS
COME IN
AND HAVE A BEER?
spoken NOBODY!
sung I HAD A STEAK
SOME TIME AGO,
WITH SAUCE
I SPRINKLED IT
ALL OH!
WHO SAID
THAT SAUCE IS TABASCO?
spoken NOBODY!

Chorus:
sung I AIN'T NEVER
DONE NOTHING
TO NOBODY
I AIN'T NEVER
GOT NOTHING
FROM NOBODY,
NO TIME:
AND UNTIL
I GET SOMETHING
FROM SOMEBODY,
SOMETIME,
I DON'T INTEND
TO DO NOTHING
FOR NOBODY
NO TIME.

verse 3:
WHEN I TRY HARD,
AND SCHEME
AND PLAN,
TO LOOK AS GOOD
AS EVER I CAN,
WHO SAYS
LOOK AT THAT
HANDSOME MAN?
spoken NOBODY!
sung WHEN ALL DAY LONG
THINGS GO AMISS,
WHEN I GO HOME
TO FIND SOME BLISS,
WHO HANDS TO ME
A GLOWING KISS?
spoken NOBODY!
Writers Charles E. King

Genres Standard

Recorded 1936

Lyrics HAWAII
ISLES OF BEAUTY
WHERE SKIES ARE BLUE
AND LOVE IS TRUE,
WHERE BALMY AIRS
AND GOLDEN MOONLIGHT
CARESS THE WAVING PALMS
OF HONOLULU.
YOUR VALLEYS
WITH THEIR RAINBOWS,
YOUR MOUNTAINS
GREEN,
THE AZURE SEA,
YOUR FRAGRANT FLOWERS,
ENCHANTING MUSIC
UNITE
AND SING
ALOHA OE
TO ME.
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Writers Ben Bernie, Kenneth Casey, Maceo Pinkard

Genres Standard

Recorded 1932

Lyrics [verse 1]:
SHE JUST GOT HERE
YESTERDAY,
THINGS ARE HOT HERE
NOW THEY SAY,
THERE'S A BIG CHANGE
IN TOWN.
GALS ARE JEALOUS
THERE'S NO DOUBT,
STILL THE FELLOWS
RAVE ABOUT
SWEET,
SWEET GEORGIA BROWN;
AND EVER SINCE
SHE CAME
THE COLORED FOLKS
ALL CLAIM:
SAY,

[Chorus 1]:
NO GAL HAS GOT A SHADE
ON SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
TWO LEFT FEET
BUT OH SO NEAT
HAS SWEET GEORGIA BROWN;
THEY ALL SIGH
AND WANNA DIE
FOR SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
I'LL TELL YOU
JUST WHY,
YOU KNOW
I DON'T LIE,
NOT MUCH!
IT'S BEEN SAID
SHE KNOCKS 'EM
DEAD
WHEN SHE LANDS
IN TOWN;
SINCE SHE CAME
WHY IT'S A SHAME
HOW SHE COOLS 'EM
DOWN,
FELLERS
SHE CAN'T GET
ARE FELLERS
SHE AIN'T MET,
GEORGIA CLAIMED HER,
GEORGIA NAMED HER
SWEET GEORGIA BROWN.

[verse 2]:
BROWNSKIN GALS
YOU'LL GET THE BLUES,
BROWNSKIN PALS
YOU'LL SURELY LOSE,
AND THERE'S
BUT ONE EXCUSE.
NOW I'VE TOLD YOU
WHO SHE WAS
AND I'VE TOLD YOU
WHAT SHE DOES,
HAND THIS GAL
HER DUES,
THIS COLOR'D MAIDEN'S
PRAY'R
IS ANSWER'D
ANYWHERE.
SAY,

[Chorus 2]:
NO GAL HAS GOT A SHADE
ON SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
TWO LEFT FEET
BUT OH SO NEAT
HAS SWEET GEORGIA BROWN;
THEY ALL SIGH
AND WANNA DIE
FOR SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
I'LL TELL YOU
JUST WHY,
YOU KNOW
I DON'T LIE,
NOT MUCH!
ALL THOSE TIPS
THE PORTER SLIPS
TO SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
THEY BUY CLOTHES
AT FASHION SHOWS
WITH ONE DOLLAR DOWN,
OH BOY,
TIP YOUR HATS,
OH JOY,
SHE'S THE CAT'S,
WHO'S THAT MISTER?
'TAIN'T HER SISTER,
SWEET GEORGIA BROWN.
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Writers Jerome Kern, Herbert Reynolds

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1956

Lyrics AND WHEN I TOLD THEM
HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE
THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE ME.
THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE ME!
YOUR LIPS,
YOUR EYES,
YOUR CHEEKS,
YOUR HAIR
ARE IN A CLASS
BEYOND COMPARE.
YOU'RE THE LOVELIEST GIRL
THAT ONE COULD SEE!
AND WHEN I TELL THEM,
AND I CERTN'LY
AM GOIN' TO TELL THEM,
THAT I'M THE MAN
WHOSE WIFE
ONE DAY YOU'LL BE.
THEY'LL NEVER BELIEVE ME.
THEY'LL NEVER BELIEVE ME
THAT FROM THIS GREAT BIG WORLD
YOU'VE CHOSEN ME!
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Writers Andrew B. Sterling, Harry Von Tilzer

Genres Standard

Recorded 1941

Lyrics ON A SUNDAY MORN
SAT A MAID FORLORN
WITH HER SWEETHEART
BY HER SIDE,
THROUGH THE WINDOWPANE,
SHE LOOKED AT THE RAIN,
WE MUST STAY HOME, JOE,
SHE CRIED,.
THERE'S A PICNIC, TOO,
AT THE OLD POINT VIEW,
IT'S A SHAME IT RAINED TODAY.
THEN THE BOY DREW NEAR,
KISSED AWAY EACH TEAR,
AND SHE HEARD HIM SOFTLY SAY:
:
WAIT TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE,
WHEN THE CLOUDS GO DRIFTING BY.
WE WILL BE HAPPY, NELLIE,
DON'T YOU SIGH.
DOWN LOVER'S LANE WE'LL WANDER,
SWEETHEARTS YOU AND I,.
WAIT TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE,
BYE AND BYE.

HOW I LONG, SHE SIGHED,
FOR A TROLLEY RIDE.
JUST TO SHOW
MY BRAND NEW GOWN.
THEN SHE GAZED ON HIGH
WITH A GLADSOME CRY
FOR THE SUN CAME SHINING DOWN..
AND SHE LOOKED SO SWEET
ON THE BIG FRONT SEAT,
AS THE CAR SPED ON ITS WAY,
AND SHE WHISPERED LOW,
SAY YOU'RE ALL RIGHT, JOE,
YOU JUST WON MY HEART TODAY.

WAIT TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE,
WHEN THE CLOUDS GO DRIFTING BY.
WE WILL BE HAPPY, NELLIE,
DON'T YOU SIGH.
DOWN LOVER'S LANE WE'LL WANDER,
SWEETHEARTS YOU AND I,.
WAIT TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE,
BYE AND BYE.
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Writers Ted Lewis, Bill Munro, Andrew B. Sterling

Genres Standard, Seasons

Recorded 1955

Lyrics MY BABY'S EYES ARE BLUE,
AS BLUE AS SUMMER SKIES,
MY BABY'S HAIR IS GOLDEN HUED,
THE KIND I IDOLIZE.
AND WHEN MY BABY'S NEAR,
I'M HAPPY ALL THE WHILE,
FOR THERE IS NOTHING
IN THIS WORLD
JUST LIKE MY BABY'S SMILE.

FOR WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
MY HEART GOES ROAMING
TO PARADISE!
AND WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
THERE'S SUCH A WONDERFUL LIGHT
IN HER EYES,.
THE KIND OF LIGHT
THAT MEANS JUST LOVE,
THE KIND OF LOVE
THAT BRINGS SWEET HARMONY.
I SIGH, I CRY!
IT'S JUST A GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN
WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME.

MY BABY'S LIPS ARE SWEET,
AS SWEET AS SUGAR CANE,
AND WHEN MY BABY KISSES ME,
WELL, I JUST CAN'T EXPLAIN.
IT SEEMS THE SUN COMES OUT,
KEEPS SHINING ALL THE WHILE,
AND ALL THE WORLD
IS FILLED WITH LOVE,
JUST LIKE MY BABY'S SMILE!

FOR WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
MY HEART GOES ROAMING
TO PARADISE!
AND WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
THERE'S SUCH A WONDERFUL LIGHT
IN HER EYES,.
THE KIND OF LIGHT
THAT MEANS JUST LOVE,
THE KIND OF LOVE
THAT BRINGS SWEET HARMONY.
I SIGH, I CRY!
IT'S JUST A GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN
WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME.






FOR WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
MY HEART GOES ROAMING TO PARADISE!
AND WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME,
THERE'S SUCH A WONDERFUL LIGHT IN HER EYES.
THE KIND OF LIGHT
THAT MEANS JUST LOVE,
THE KIND OF LOVE
THAT BRINGS SWEET HARMONY,
I SIGH, I CRY!
IT'S JUST A GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN
WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME.
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