album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 There’s No You Writer(s): Tom Adair / Hal Hopper I feel the autumn breeze, it steals cross my pillow, as soft as a will-o’-the-wisp And in its song there is sadness because there’s no you The lonely autumn trees, how softly they’re sighing For summer is dying they [...]
album: Columbia Years, 1943-1952 (A) The stars will remember the night we said goodbye, The stars will remember, so will I. A rose as a token, a kiss that brought a sigh, The stars will remember, so will I. And now the stars and I, we share the lonely lane, But in my solitude, it [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 What makes the sunset? What makes the moonrise? What makes the tide remember to hide and why does it soon rise? What makes a star fall? Where does it fall to? Why does its flight make us stop in the night and wish as we all do? And [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 Don’t throw bouquets at me, don’t please my folks too much, Don’t laugh at my jokes too much, people will say we’re in love. Don’t sigh and gaze at me, your sighs are so like mine, Your eyes mustn’t glow like mine, people will say we’re in love. [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky Stormy weather Since my gal and I ain’t together Keeps rainin’ all the time Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather Just can’t get my poor old self together I’m weary all the time, the time [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 Sunday, Monday or Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or Friday I want you near, every day in the year Oh, won’t you tell me when we will meet again Sunday, Monday or always If you’re satisfied, I’ll be at your side Sunday, Monday or always No need to tell me [...]
album: Columbia Years, 1943-1952 (A) Won’t say that grass will grow or ivy will climb, But darling, I’d say, we’ve got a sure thing this time, I’d say that we’re on our way to a star, And, take a tip from me, we are, we are. Won’t say that rivers flow or day turns to [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 Lovely Way To Spend An Evening, A Writer(s): Harold Adamson / Jimmy McHugh Some like a night at the movies, some like a dance or a show Some are content with an evening spent home by the radio Some like to live for the moment, some like to [...]
album: The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 1 There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye And it looks like it’s climbing clear up to the sky Oh, what a beautiful mornin’, oh what a beautiful day I got [...]
album: Columbia Years, 1943-1952 (A) I offer you the moon set in a summer sky That is mine to give, se¤orita. I offer you the breeze singing a lullaby, That is mine to give, se¤orita. I can’t bring a golden crown set with pearls and rubies rare, But I can bring a rose and place [...]
