In Olden Days a Glimpse of Stocking

ANYTHING GOES

(C.PORTER)

In olden days a glimpse of stocking

Was looked on as something shocking-

Now heaven knows! Anything goes.

Good authors too who once knew better words

Now only Use four- letter words,

Writing prose- anything goes.

The world is gone mad today, and good's bad to-day. And black's white today and day's night to-day,

When most guys today that women prize to-day

are just silly gigolos.

So though I'm not a great romancer

I know that you're bound to answer

When I propose- anything goes.

May I say before this record spins to a close,

I want you to know- anything goes!

I GOT RHYTM

(G. and I.GERSHWIN)

I got rhythm, I got music,

I got rhythm - who could ask for anything more?

I got daisies in green pastures,

I got rhythm - who could ask for anything more?

Old man trouble I don't mind him,

You would find him hanging round my door.

I got starlight, I got sweet dreams,

I got rhythm - who could ask for anything more?

BLUES IN THE NIGHT

(H.ARLEN, J.MERCER)

My mama don't told me when I was in knee pants,

My mama don't told me «Son» .

A woman of sweet talk and give you the big eye,

But when the sweet talkin's done.

A woman's true face, of worrysome thing

Who leave you to sing the blues in the night.

Now the rains are falling, here the trains are calling- oo-oo-ee...

My mama don't told me.

Here's that lonesome whistle blowing cross the trestle- oo-oo-ee...

My mama don't told me.

Oh, oo-oo-ee, oo-oo-ee and clickety-clack so echoing back the blues

in the night.

The evening breeze will start the trees to crying

And the moon will hide the light,

When you get the blues in the night.

Take my word that mocking bird

Who sings the saddest kind of song,

He knows things are wrong and he’s so right.

From Natchez to Moville, from Memphis to St.-John

Wherever the four winds, they might blow.

I've been in some big towns and I've heard me some big talks,

But there is one thing I know-

A woman's true face, of worrysome thing

Who leave you to sing the blues in the night.

My mama was right there's blues in the night.

SEPTEMBER SONG

(K.WEILL, M.ANDERSON)

Oh! It's a long- long while from May to December,

But the days grow short when you reach September.

When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame

One hasn't got time for the waiting game.

All the days dwindle down to a precious few- September-November!

And these few precious days I'll spend with you,

These precious days I'll spend with you

THE LADY IS A TRAMP

(R.RODGERS, L.HART)

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight,

She likes the theatre and never comes late,

She's never bother with people she'd hate-

That's why the lady is a tramp.

Doesn't like crap games with barons and earls,

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls,

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls-

That's why the lady is a tramp.

She loves the free wind in her hair,

Life without care she's broken and it's all-

Hates California- it's cold and it's damp,

That's why the lady is a tramp.

ON THE SUNNY SIDE OF THE STREET

(J.McHUGH, D.FIELDS)

Grab your coat and get your hat,

Leave your worries on the door-step,

Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street.

Can't you hear the pitter-pat,

That happy tune is your step,

Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street.

I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade,

But now I'm not afraid- this rover crossed over.

If I never had one cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller,

With gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street.

If my number ever comes out I'll be rich as Rockefeller,

Stay constantly mellow with gold dust at my feet

On the sunny side of the street.

ROCKIN’ CHAIR

(H.CARMICHAEL)

Old rockin' chair's got me, came by my side,

But I ain't got no gin, father, you're gonna turn my heart.

You can't get from this cabin,

But you ain't goin' nowhere.

You sit and you're grabbin'

At the flies round my old rockin' chair.

My dear old aunt Harriette way up in heaven she be,

Send me your sweet chariot but the end of the troubles I see.

Old rockin' chair git it, judgement day's almost here

And I'm chained to my old rockin' char.

WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHIN’ IN

(TRADITIONAL)

Oh, when the saints go marchin' in,

Dear Lord, I want to be in that number,

When the saints go marching in.

Oh, when the sun refuse to shine,

Dear Lord, I want to be in that number

When the sun refuse to shine.

Oh, when they crown Him Lord of All,

Dear Lord, I want to be in that number,

When they crown Him Lord of All.

Oh, when they gather 'round the throne,

Dear Lord, I want to be in that number,

When they gather 'round the throne.

STORMY WEATHER (KEEPS RAININ’ ALL THE TIME)

(H.ARLEN, T.KOEHLER)

Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky,

Stormy weather.

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time, keeps rainin' all the time.

Life is bore, gloom and misery everywhere,

Stormy weather,

Just can't get my poor self together,

I'm weary all the time, every time, so weary all the time.

When he went away the blues walked in and met me,

If he stays away old rockin' chair gonna get me.

All I do is pray the Lord above will let me

Just walk in the sun once more.

I walk around heavy-hearted and sad,

Night comes along and I'm still feeling bad,

Rain falling down blinding every held-up head,

This pillaring parlouring beat- night spannering drives me mad.

Love. love, love...

Now, this misery was just too much for me.

Can't go on, everything I had is gone

Stormy weather,

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time, keeps rain in' all the time...

SUMMERTIME

(G.GERSHWIN, D.B.HEYWARD)

Summertime and the living is easy,

Fish are jumping and the cotton is high.

Your daddy is rich and your ma' is good lookin',

So hush, little baby, baby, don't you cry.

One of these mornings you'll gonna rise up singin',

Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky.

But till that morning there's nothing can harm you,

With daddy and mammy, mammy standing by.

So don't you cry.

WE SHALL OVERCOME

(Z.HORTON, F.HAMILTON, G.CARAWAN, P.SEEGER)

We shall overcome, we shall overcome

We shall overcome some day.

Oh, deep in my heart I do believe,

We shall overcome some day.

We'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand,

We'll walk hand in hand some day.

Oh, deep in my heart I do believe,

We shall overcome some day.

We are not afraid, we are not afraid,

We are not afraid to-day,

Oh, deep in my heart I do believe,

We shall overcome some day.

We shall live in peace, we shall live in pence

We shall live in peace some day.

Oh, deep in my heart I do believe

We shall overcome some day.

The truth will make us free, the truth will make us free

The truth will make us free some day.

Oh, deep in my heart I do believe,

We shall overcome some day.

ST.-JAMES INFIRMARY BLUES

(J.PRIMROSE)

I went down to St.- James infirmary,

Saw my baby there.

Sat down on a long white table

So sweet, so cold, so bare.

Let her go, let her call, God bless her,

Wherever she may be.

She can lock this wide world all over,

But she'll never find a sweet man like me.

When I die I want you to dress me straight lace shoes,

A best black coat and a starchin' hat,

Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch-chain,

So the boys will know that I died standing pat.