Pinwheel of Death

Jerry Bock


SONGS

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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard, Pop, Children-Novelty

Recorded 1960

Lyrics verse 1:
ALONE IN THE WORLD
WAS POOR LITTLE ANN,
AS SWEET A YOUNG CHILD
AS YOU'D FIND.
HER PARENTS HAD GONE
TO THEIR FINAL REWARD
LEAVING
THEIR DARLING BEHIND.
THIS POOR LITTLE CHILD
WAS BUT NINE YEARS
OF AGE
WHEN MOTHER
AND DAD WENT AWAY,
BUT BRAVELY
SHE WORKED
AT THE ONE THING
SHE KNEW
TO EARN
HER FEW PENNIES
EACH DAY.

Chorus:
SHE MADE
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FLOWERS
FOR LADIES OF FASHION
TO WEAR.
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FASHIONED
FROM ANNIE'S DESPAIR.

verse 2:
WITH PAPER
AND SHEARS,
WITH WIRE
AND WAX,
SHE FASHIONED
EACH TULIP
AND MUM.
AS SNOW
DRIFTED IN
TO HER TENEMENT
ROOM,
HER DEAR LITTLE FINGERS
GREW NUMB.
WITH PAPER
AND SHEARS,
WITH WIRE
AND WAX,
SHE LABORED
AND NEVER COMPLAINED,
'TIL CUTTING
AND FOLDING
HER HEALTH
SLIPPED AWAY
AND WIRING
AND WAXING
SHE WANED.

Chorus:
MAKING
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FLOWERS
FOR LADIES OF FASHION
TO WEAR.
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FASHIONED
FROM ANNIE'S DESPAIR.

verse 3:
THEY FOUND
POOR LITTLE ANN,
ALL COVERED
WITH ICE
STILL CLUTCHING
HER POOR FROZEN SHEARS,
AMIDST ALL THE BLOSSOMS
SHE FASHIONED BY HAND
AND WATERED
WITH ALL
HER YOUNG TEARS.
THERE MUST BE
A HEAVEN
WHERE ANNIE
CAN PLAY
IN HEAVENLY GARDENS
AND BOWERS.
INSTEAD OF A HALO
SHE'LL WEAR
'ROUND HER HEAD,
A GARLAND
OF GENUINE FLOWERS.

Chorus:
NO MORE
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FLOWERS
FOR LADIES OF FASHION
TO WEAR.
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS,
FASHIONED
FROM ANNIE'S DESPAIR.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Ballad

Recorded 1963

Lyrics [verse]:
THE FLOWERS,
THE LINEN,
THE CRYSTAL I SEE
WERE CAREFULLY CHOSEN
FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME.
THE SILVER AGLEAM
AND THE CANDLES AGLOW,
YOUR FAVORITE SONGS
ON REQUEST.
EACH COLORFUL TOUCH
IN THE FINEST OF TASTE.
AND NOTICE HOW SUBTLY
THE TABLES ARE SPACED.
THE MUSIC IS MUTED,
THE LIGHTING IS LOW,
NO WONDER
I FEEL SO DEPRESSED.

[Chorus - female lyric]:
CHARMING,
ROMANTIC,
THE PERFECT CAFE.
THEN AS IF
IT ISN'T BAD ENOUGH
A VIOLIN STARTS TO PLAY.
CANDLES AND WINE,
TABLES FOR TWO,
BUT WHERE ARE YOU,
DEAR FRIEND?

COUPLES GO PAST ME,
I SEE HOW THEY LOOK.
SO DISCREETLY SYMPATHETIC
WHEN THEY SEE
THE ROSE AND THE BOOK.
I MAKE BELIEVE
NOTHING IS WRONG.
HOW LONG CAN I PRETEND?
PLEASE MAKE IT RIGHT,
DON'T BREAK MY HEART,
DON'T LET IT END,
DEAR FRIEND.

[Chorus - male lyric]:
CHARMING,
ROMANTIC,
THE PERFECT CAFE.
THEN AS IF
IT ISN'T BAD ENOUGH
A VIOLIN STARTS TO PLAY.
CANDLES AND WINE,
TABLES FOR TWO,
BUT WHERE ARE YOU,
DEAR FRIEND?

COUPLES GO PAST ME,
IN WORLDS OF THEIR OWN.
THEY SEE NOTHING
SO UNUSUAL
IN SOMEONE DINING ALONE.
I MAKE BELIEVE
NOTHING IS WRONG.
HOW LONG CAN I PRETEND?
PLEASE MAKE IT RIGHT,
DON'T BREAK MY HEART,
DON'T LET IT END,
DEAR FRIEND.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Ballad, Marriage, Family

Recorded 1964

Lyrics (Tevye:)
DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
DO I WHAT?
(Tevye:)
DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
DO I LOVE YOU?!
WITH OUR DAUGHTERS
GETTING MARRIED
AND THIS TROUBLE
IN THE TOWN,
YOU'RE UPSET,
YOU'RE WORN OUT,
GO INSIDE,
GO LIE DOWN.
MAYBE
IT'S INDIGESTION.
(Tevye - spoken):
GOLDE,
I'M ASKING YOU
A QUESTION
(sung):
DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
YOU'RE A FOOL!
(Tevye - spoken):
I KNOW --
(sung):
BUT DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
DO I LOVE YOU?
(Tevye - spoken):
WELL?
(Golde - sung):
FOR TWENTY-FIVE YEARS
I'VE WASHED YOUR CLOTHES,
COOKED YOUR MEALS,
CLEANED YOUR HOUSE,
GIVEN YOU CHILDREN,
MILKED THE COW.
AFTER TWENTY-FIVE YEARS,
WHY TALK ABOUT LOVE
RIGHT NOW?
(Tevye - spoken):
GOLDE,
(sung):
THE FIRST TIME I MET YOU
WAS ON OUR WEDDING DAY.
I WAS SCARED.
(Golde:)
I WAS SHY.
(Tevye:)
I WAS NERVOUS.
(Golde:)
SO WAS I.
(Tevye:)
BUT MY FATHER
AND MY MOTHER
SAID WE'D LEARN
TO LOVE EACH OTHER,
AND NOW I'M ASKING,
(spoken):
GOLDE,
(sung):
DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
I'M YOUR WIFE.
(Tevye - spoken):
I KNOW,
(sung):
BUT DO YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
DO I LOVE HIM?
(Tevye - spoken):
WELL?
(Golde - sung):
FOR TWENTY-FIVE YEARS
I'VE LIVED WITH HIM,
FOUGHT WITH HIM,
STARVED WITH HIM,
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS
MY BED IS HIS.
IF THAT'S NOT LOVE,
WHAT IS?
(Tevye:)
THEN YOU LOVE ME?
(Golde:)
I SUPPOSE I DO.
(Tevye:)
AND I SUPPOSE I LOVE YOU TOO.
(both:)
IT DOESN'T
CHANGE A THING,
BUT EVEN SO,
AFTER TWENTY-FIVE YEARS
IT'S NICE TO KNOW.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1963

Lyrics spoken:
DEAR FRIEND,
sung:
I AM SO SORRY
ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
IT WAS A NIGHTMARE
IN EV'RY WAY.
BUT TOGETHER,
YOU AND I
WILL LAUGH AT LAST NIGHT
SOMEDAY.

ICE CREAM,
HE BROUGHT ME
ICE CREAM,
VANILLA ICE CREAM,
IMAGINE THAT?
ICE CREAM,
AND FOR THE FIRST TIME,
WE WERE TOGETHER
WITHOUT A SPAT.
FRIENDLY,
HE WAS SO FRIENDLY,
THAT ISN'T LIKE HIM,
I'M SIMPLY STUNNED.
WILL WONDERS NEVER CEASE?
WILL WONDERS NEVER CEASE?
IT'S BEEN
A MOST PECULIAR DAY.
WILL WONDERS NEVER CEASE?
WILL WONDERS NEVER CEASE?

spoken:
WHERE WAS I?
rapidly spokensung:
I AM SO SORRY
ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
IT WAS A NIGHTMARE
IN EV'RY WAY.
BUT TOGETHER
YOU AND I
WILL LAUGH AT LAST NIGHT
SOME DAY.

sung:
I SAT THERE
WAITING IN THAT CAFE
AND NEVER GUESSING
YOU WERE FAT,
THAT YOU WERE NEAR,
THAT YOU WERE OUTSIDE
LOOKING BALD.
spoken:
OH, MY...
DEAR FRIEND...
sung:
I AM SO SORRY
ABOUT LAST NIGHT...

LAST NIGHT I
WAS SO NASTY,
WELL, HE DESERVED IT,
BUT EVEN SO.
THAT GEORG
IS NOT LIKE
THIS GEORG,
THIS IS A
NEW GEORG
THAT I DON'T KNOW.
SOMEHOW
IT ALL REMINDS ME
OF DOCTOR JEKYLL
AND MISTER HYDE.
FOR RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES
A MAN THAT I DESPISE
HAS TURNED INTO A MAN
I LIKE.
IT'S ALMOST LIKE A DREAM,
AND STRANGE AS IT MAY SEEM,
HE CAME TO OFFER ME
VANILLA ICE CREAM!
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1964

Lyrics IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.
ALL DAY LONG
I'D BIDDY, BIDDY BUM,
IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.
IF I WERE A BIDDY,
BIDDY RICH,
DIGGUH, DIGGUH,
DEEDLE,
DAIDLE MAN.

I'D BUILD A BIG TALL HOUSE
WITH ROOMS BY THE DOZEN,
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE TOWN;
A FINE TIN ROOF
WITH REAL WOODEN FLOORS BELOW.
THERE COULD BE
ONE LONG STAIR CASE
JUST GOING UP
AND ONE
EVEN LONGER
COMING DOWN;
AND ONE MORE
LEADING NOWHERE
JUST FOR SHOW.
I'D FILL MY YARD
WITH CHICKS AND TURKEYS
AND GEESE AND DUCKS
FOR THE TOWN
TO SEE AND HEAR;
SQUAWKING
JUST AS NOISILY
AS THEY CAN.
AND EACH LOUD QUACK
AND CLUCK
AND GOBBLE
AND HONK
WILL LAND
LIKE A TRUMPET
ON THE EAR;
AS IF TO SAY
HERE
LIVES A WEALTHY MAN.

IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.
ALL DAY LONG
I'D BIDDY, BIDDY BUM,
IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.
IF I WERE A BIDDY,
BIDDY RICH,
DIGGUH, DIGGUH,
DEEDLE,
DAIDLE MAN.

I SEE MY WIFE GOLDE
LOOKING LIKE
A RICH MAN'S WIFE
WITH A PROPER DOUBLE CHIN;
SUPERVISING MEALS
TO HER HEART'S DELIGHT.
I SEE HER PUTTING ON AIRS
AND STRUTTING LIKE A PEACOCK
OY! WHAT A HAPPY MOOD
SHE'S IN.
SCREAMING AT THE SERVANTS
DAY AND NIGHT.

THE MOST IMPORTANT MEN IN TOWN
WILL COME TO FAWN ON ME;
THEY WILL ASK ME TO ADVISE THEM,
LIKE SOLOMAN THE WISE,
IF YOU PLEASE,
REB TEVYE, PARDON ME,
REB TEVYE.
POSING PROBLEMS
THAT WOULD CROSS
A RABBI'S EYES.
BOI, BOI, BOI,
BOI, BOI, BOI,
BOI, BOI, BOI.
AND IT WON'T MAKE ONE BIT
OF DIFF'RENCE
IF I ANSWER RIGHT OR WRONG?
WHEN YOU'RE RICH,
THEY THINK YOU REALLY KNOW.

IF I WERE RICH,
I'D HAVE THE TIME
THAT I LACK,
TO SIT IN A SYNAGOGUE A
ND PRAY;
AND MAYBE HAVE A SEAT
BY THE EASTERN WALL.
AND I'D DISCUSS
THE HOLY BOOKS
WITH THE LEARNED MEN
SEVEN HOURS EV'RY DAY;
THIS WOULD BE
THE SWEETEST THING
OF ALL.

IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.
ALL DAY LONG I'D BIDDY,
BIDDY BUM,
IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
DAIDLE, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
DIGGUH, DEEDLE,
DAIDLE, DUM.

LORD,
WHO MADE THE LION
AND THE LAMB,
YOU DECREED
SHOULD BE
HAT I AM;
WOULD IT SPOIL
SOME VAST ETERNAL PLAN,
IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN?
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1970

Lyrics IN MY OWN LIFETIME
I WANT TO SEE
THE FIGHTING CEASE.
IN MY OWN LIFETIME
I WANT TO SEE
MY SONS ENJOY
THE FRUITS OF PEACE.
WHILE I'M STILL HERE
I WANT TO KNOW
BEYOND A DOUBT
THAT NO ONE
CAN LOCK US IN
OR LOCK US OUT.
WE HAVE CLIMBED
HIGHER,
MUCH HIGHER
THAN I THOUGHT
WE'D CLIMB.
IT'S A LONG JOURNEY
AND EVEN THOUGH
THE END'S IN SIGHT
THERE'S NOT MUCH TIME.
I WANT TO KNOW
WE HAVEN'T BUILT
ON SAND
IN MY OWN LIFETIME.

IN MY OWN LIFETIME,
I WANT TO SEE
OUR EFFORTS BLESSED.
IN MY OWN LIFETIME
I WANT TO SEE
THE WALLS COME DOWN
AND THEN I'LL REST.
THIS MOSES
WANTS TO SEE
THE PROMISED LAND
IN MY OWN LIFETIME.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1963

Lyrics JUST MY LUCK,
FOUND ME A LOVER,
NOW I DISCOVER
I WAS UNWISE.
MY TRUE LOVE
FOOLED ME COMPLETELY,
SPOKE TO ME SWEETLY,
NOTHING BUT LIES.

SO I RAVE
AND I RANT
AND I RUN
FROM HIS KISS,
BUT IT SEEMS
THAT I CAN'T
GET HIM OUT OF MY SYSTEM.

LIGHTNING STRUCK,
OH, WHAT A FEELING,
THAT'S WHEN THE CEILING
FELL FROM ABOVE,
WHY IS IT
JUST MY LUCK
THAT I'M STILL IN LOVE.

I COULD RUN TO HIS ARMS
BUT IT WOULDN'T LAST.
TO GIVE IN TO HIS CHARMS
WOULD BE COURTING DISASTER.

LIGHTNING STRUCK,
OH, WHAT A FEELING,
THAT'S WHEN THE CEILING
FELL FROM ABOVE,
WHY IS IT
JUST MY LUCK
THAT I'M STILL IN LOVE.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 2000

Lyrics WHY CAN'T
THOSE DO-GOODERS
KEEP THEIR HANDS OFF
LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.

LITTLE OLD NEW YORK
IS PLENTY GOOD ENOUGH
FOR ME,
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME,
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME.
LITTLE OLD NEW YORK
IS PLENTY GOOD ENOUGH
FOR ME,
KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF
LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.

DON'T WANT
NO VIRTUE SPOUTING,
GOSPEL SHOUTING,
GOODY NOSING
AROUND.
DRYING EVERYTHING
UP,
CLOSING EVERYTHING
DOWN.
DON'T WANT
NO ROLY POLY,
HOLY BOLY,
PURIFYING
THE TOWN.
NOT MY
LITTLE OLD NEW YORK!
RIGHT NOW
SHE'S WIDE OPEN,
HERE'S HOPING
SHE'LL ALWAYS BE
THIS WAY.
RIGHT NOW
SHE'S WIDE OPEN,
ANYONE
DOESN'T LIKE IT
HERE,
HE DON'T HAVE
TO STAY.

LITTLE OLD NEW YORK
IS PLENTY
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME,
BIG ENOUGH FOR ME,
RICH ENOUGH FOR ME.
LITTLE OLD NEW YORK
IS PLENTY
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME,
LOTS OF PORK
IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune, Standard, Marriage, Family

Recorded 1961

Lyrics female lyrics:
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
MAKE ME A CATCH
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
LOOK THROUGH YOUR BOOK
AND MAKE ME
A PERFECT MATCH.
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
I'LL BRING THE VEIL,
YOU BRING THE GROOM,
SLENDER AND PALE
BRING ME A RING,
FOR I'M LONGING
TO BE
THE ENVY
OF ALL I SEE.

FOR POPPA,
MAKE HIM A SCHOLAR,
FOR MAMA,
MAKE HIM RICH
AS A KING.
FOR ME, WELL,
I WOULDN'T HOLLER
IF HE WERE AS HANDSOME
AS ANYTHING.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
MAKE ME A MATCH,
FIND ME A FIND,
CATCH ME A CATCH
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
IN THE DARK I'M ALONE,
SO STRIKE ME A MATCH
OF MY OWN.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
YOU KNOW
THAT I'M STILL VERY YOUNG,
PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME
UP TO THIS MINUTE,
I MISUNDERSTOOD
THAT I COULD BE
STUCK FOR GOOD.

DEAR MAMA,
SEE THAT HE'S GENTLE,
REMEMBER
YOU WERE ALSO A BRIDE.
IT'S NOT THAT
I'M SENTIMENTAL,
IT'S JUST THAT
I'M TERRIFIED.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
PLAN ME NO PLANS,
I'M IN NO RUSH,
MAYBE I'VE LEARNED
PLAYING WITH MATCHES
A GIRL CAN GET BURNED.
SO BRING ME NO RING,
GROOM ME NO GROOM,
FIND ME NO FIND,
CATCH ME NO CATCH
UNLESS
HE'S A MATCHLESS
MATCH!

male lyrics:
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
MAKE HER A MATCH,
FIND HER A FIND,
CATCH HER A CATCH
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
LOOK THROUGH YOUR BOOK
AND MAKE HER
A PERFECT MATCH.
MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
WE'LL BRING THE VEIL,
YOU BRING THE GROOM,
SLENDER AND PALE
BRING HER A RING,
FOR SHE'S LONGING
TO BE
THE ENVY OF ALL
SHE'LL SEE.

FOR ME, PLEASE,
MAKE HIM A SCHOLAR,
FOR MAMA,
MAKE HIM A KING.
FOR ME, WELL,
SHE WOULDN'T HOLLER
IF HE WERE AS HANDSOME
AS ANYTHING.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
MAKE HER A MATCH,
FIND HER A FIND,
CATCH HER A CATCH
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
IN THE DARK SHE'S ALONE,
SO FIND HER A MATCH
OF HER OWN.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
WE'LL BRING THE VEIL,
YOU BRING THE GROOM,
SLENDER AND PALE
BRING HER A RING,
FOR SHE'S LONGING
TO BE
THE ENVY OF ALL
SHE'LL SEE.

FOR ME, PLEASE,
MAKE HIM A SCHOLAR,
FOR MAMA,
MAKE HIM A KING.
FOR NOT THAT
I'M SENTIMENTAL.
IT'S JUST THAT
I'M TERRIFIED.

MATCHMAKER,
MATCHMAKER,
PLAN ME NO PLANS,
I'M IN NO RUSH,
MAYBE I'VE LEARNED
PLAYING WITH MATCHES
A GIRL CAN GET BURNED.
SO BRING HER A RING,
GROOM HER A GROOM,
FIND HER A FIND,
CATCH HER A CATCH
AND MAKE HER
A MATCHLESS
MATCH!
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Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1961

Lyrics WONDER OF WONDERS,
MIRACLE OF MIRACLES,
GOD TOOK A DANIEL
ONCE AGAIN,
STOOD BY HIS SIDE,
AND MIRACLE OF MIRACLES,
WALKED HIM THROUGH
THE LION'S DEN.
WONDER OF WONDERS,
MIRACLE OF MIRACLES,
I WAS AFRAID
THAT GOD WOULD FROWN.
BUT, LIKE HE DID
SO LONG AGO IN JERICHO,
GOD JUST MADE A WALL
FALL DOWN.
WHEN MOSES
SOFTENED PHARAOH'S HEART,
THAT WAS A MIRACLE.
WHEN GOD MADE THE WATERS
OF THE RED SEA PART,
THAT WAS A MIRACLE, TOO.
BUT OF ALL GOD'S MIRACLES
LARGE AND SMALL,
THE MOST MIRACULOUS MIRACLE
OF ALL
IS THAT
OUT OF A WORTHLESS LUMP
OF CLAY
GOD HAS MADE A MAN
TODAY.

WONDER OF WONDERS,
MIRACLE OF MIRACLES,
GOD TOOK A TAILOR
BY THE HAND,
TURNED HIM AROUND,
AND,
MIRACLE OF MIRACLES,
LED HIM
TO THE PROMISED LAND.
WHEN DAVID SLEW GOLIATH,
YES!
THAT WAS A MIRACLE.
WHEN GOD GAVE US MANNA
IN THE WILDERNESS,
THAT WAS A MIRACLE, TOO.
BUT OF ALL GOD'S MIRACLES,
LARGE AND SMALL,
THE MOST MIRACULOUS ONE
OF ALL
IS THE ONE
I THOUGHT COULD NEVER BE -
GOD HAS GIVEN YOU TO ME.
Writers Jerry Bock, Larry Holofcener, George David Weiss

Genres Showtune, Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1957

Lyrics WHY THIS FEELING?
WHY THIS GLOW?
WHY THE THRILL
WHEN YOU SAY, HELLO?
IT'S A STRANGE
AND TENDER MAGIC
YOU DO.
MISTER WONDERFUL,
THAT'S YOU!

WHY THIS TREMBLING
WHEN YOU SPEAK?
WHY THIS JOY
WHEN YOU TOUCH MY CHEEK?
I MUST TELL YOU
WHAT MY HEART KNOWS IS TRUE:
MISTER WONDERFUL,
THAT'S YOU!

AND WHY THIS LONGING
TO KNOW YOUR CHARMS
TO SPEND FOREVER
HERE IN YOUR ARMS!

OH, THERE'S MUCH MORE
I COULD SAY,
BUT THE WORDS
KEEP SLIPPING AWAY
AND I'M LEFT
WITH ONLY ONE POINT OF VIEW:
MISTER WONDERFUL,
THAT'S YOU!

ONE MORE THING,
THEN I'M THROUGH
MISTER WONDERFUL,
MISTER WONDERFUL,
MISTER WONDERFUL,
I LOVE YOU!
Writers Jerry Bock, Sheldon Harnick

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1966

Lyrics CHIMNEYS ARE COSY,
CHIMNEYS ARE WARM.
I THINK OF CHIMNEYS
AS PORTS IN A STORM.
BUT WARM AND COZY
OR NOT,
I WOULD GIVE UP
THE LOT
IF I COULD
ONLY BE
A MOVIE STAR.
A MOVIE STAR,
OH, TO BE A MOVIE STAR -
A BEAUTIFUL,
GLAMOROUS
MOVIE STAR.

NO ONE IMAGINES
I HARBOR THIS HOPE.
PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME
KEEP SENDING ME SOAP.
THEY SEE SOOT STAINS
AND TAR.
THEY'D SEE HOW WRONG
THEY ARE
IF I COULD ONLY
BE A MOVIE STAR.
A MOVIE STAR,
OH, TO BE A MOVIE STAR -
A BEAUTIFUL,
GLAMOROUS,
RADIANT,
RAVISHING
MOVIE STAR.

I'D BE SO GRATEFUL
THAT AFTER PREMIERES,
I'D SWEEP OUT
THE THEATRE
AND FOLD UP
THE CHAIRS.
I WOULD KNOW
WHAT IT MEANT
TO BE TRULY
CONTENT,
IF I COULD ONLY
BE A MOVIE STAR.
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