Pinwheel of Death

Harold Arlen


SONGS

TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

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 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.
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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 Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard

Recorded 1956

Lyrics verse:
MERRY MONTH OF MAY,
SUNNY SKIES OF BLUE,
CLOUDS HAVE ROLLED AWAY
AND THE SUN
PEEPS THROUGH
MAY EXPRESS HAPPINESS.
JOY YOU MAY DEFINE
IN A THOUSAND WAYS,
BUT A CASE LIKE MINE
NEEDS A SPECIAL PHRASE
TO REVEAL HOW I FEEL.

Chorus:
I'VE GOT THE WORLD ON A STRING,
SITTIN' ON A RAINBOW,
GOT THE STRING
AROUND MY FINGER,
WHAT A WORLD,
WHAT A LIFE,
I'M IN LOVE!
I'VE GOT A SONG
THAT I SING,
I CAN MAKE
THE RAIN GO,
ANYTIME
I MOVE MY FINGER,
LUCKY ME,
CAN'T YOU SEE,
I'M IN LOVE.

LIFE IS
A BEAUTIFUL THING,
AS LONG AS
I HOLD THE STRING,
I'D BE A SILLY
SO AND SO,
IF I SHOULD EVER
LET GO.

I'VE GOT THE WORLD ON A STRING,
SITTIN' ON A RAINBOW,
GOT THE STRING
AROUND MY FINGER,
WHAT A WORLD,
WHAT A LIFE,
I'M IN LOVE!
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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.
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard, Ballad, Blues

Recorded 1981

Lyrics verse:
I WALK AROUND
I AM HEAVY HEARTED
SOMETIMES
AND I'M SAD.
AND THE NIGHT
COMES AROUND,
AND SOMETIMES
I AM STILL FEELING BAD.
AND THE RAIN
IS POURING DOWN:
IT IS BLINDING
EV'RY HOPE
I EVER HAD,
AND ITS PITTERING
AND ITS PATTERING
AND ITS BEATING
AND ITS SPLATTERING
DRIVES ME MAD.
I AM THINKING
ABOUT LOVE:
WHEN IT'S GONE
AND IT AIN'T
COMING BACK
THIS MISERY
IS JUST TOO MUCH
FOR ME.

Chorus:
DON'T KNOW WHY
THERE'S NO SUN
UP IN THE SKY,
STORMY WEATHER,
SINCE MY MAN
AND I
AIN'T TOGETHER,
KEEPS RAINING
ALL THE TIME.
LIFE IS BARE
GLOOM AND MIS'RY
EV'RYWHERE,
STORMY WEATHER,
JUST CAN'T GET
MY POOR SELF
TOGETHER,
I'M WEARY ALL THE TIME.

WHEN HE WENT AWAY
THE BLUES WALKED IN
AND MET ME.
IF HE STAYS AWAY
OLD ROCKIN' CHAIR
WILL GET ME.
ALL I DO IS PRAY
THE LORD ABOVE
WILL LET ME
WALK IN THE SUN
ONCE MORE.

CAN'T GO ON,
EV'RYTHING I HAD
IS GONE,
STORMY WEATHER,
SINCE MY MAN AND I
AIN'T TOGETHER,
KEEPS RAININ'
ALL THE TIME,
KEEPS RAININ'
ALL THE TIME.
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Writers Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1963

Lyrics WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT
AND THE RAIN
STOPS BEATING
ON MY WINDOW PANE
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT
THERE'LL BE BLUEBIRDS
AT MY DOOR
SINGING
LIKE THEY DID
BEFORE
THAT OLD STORM
BROKE OUT
AND MY MAN
WALKED OFF
AND LEFT ME
IN THE RAIN.
THOUGH HE'S GONE,
I DOUBT
IF HE'LL STAY AWAY
FOR GOOD,
I'D STOP LIVING
IF HE SHOULD.
LOVE IS FUNNY
IT'S NOT ALWAYS
PEACHES,
CREAM,
AND HONEY.
JUST WHEN
EVERYTHING
LOOKED BRIGHT
AND SUNNY,
SUDDENLY
THE CYCLONE CAME.
I'LL NEVER
BE THE SAME
'TIL THAT SUN
COMES OUT,
AND THE RAIN
STOPS BEATING
ON MY WINDOW PANE.
IF MY HEART
HOLDS OUT,
LET IT RAIN
AND LET IT POUR,
IT MAY NOT BE LONG
BEFORE
THERE'S A KNOCKING
AT MY DOOR,
THEN YOU'LL KNOW
THE ONE I LOVED
WALKED IN
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT.
 


Cowriters: Ted Koehler