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Song Good Morning Heartache - Ella Fitzgerald. Good morning heartache. You old gloomy sight. Good morning heartache. Thought we said goodbye last night. I turned and tossed until it seems you have
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I'll never be free. And cloudy though the day be. Crazy though I may be. What the stars foretold shall be Here as in a daydream. By my side you stand. Here with my tomorrows. In your hands It was
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fine. The days may be cloudy or sunny. We're in or out of the money. But I'm with you always. I'm with you rain or shine
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Song Miss Otis Regrets (She's Unable to Lunch Today) (Live) - Ella Fitzgerald. Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today, madam,. Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today. She is sorry
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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know. Oh, Miss Fitzgerald we will never let you go. Ella, Ella, oh Ella, we will never let you go
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every Christmas card I write. May your days be merry and bright. And may all your Christmases be white Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a
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My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky. My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by. No month of May, no twinkling stars. No hideaway, no soft guitars My romance doesn't need a
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Love Is Here To Stay - Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong. (Louis). Its very clear, our love is here to stay. Not for a year, but forever and a day. The radio and the telephone,. And the movies that we
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rash? Oh Bobby Darin and Louis Armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas. We're making a wreck, what a wreck of Mack the Knife Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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rash? Oh Bobby Darin and Louis Armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas. We're making a wreck, what a wreck of Mack the Knife Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah
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Ella. April skies are in your eyes. But darling, don't be blue. . Don't cry,. Oh honey please. Don't be that way. . Clouds in the sky. Should never make you feel that way. . The rain
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glide and sway. Savoy, let me stomp away with you Boo ba di ba di di bo bo bo (Savoy) the home of sweet romance. (Savoy) wins you at a glance. (Swing it Ella) happy feet. A chance to dance at the
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. But I know somewhere. There's a little bit of soul in ella. There's a little bit of soul in me. There's a little bit of soul in ella. There's a little bit of soul in me. Oh somewhere down the line
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Sad times, may follow your tracks. Bad times, may bar you from Sak's. At times, when Satan in slacks. Breaks down your self-control Maybe, as often it goes. Your Abie, may tire of his rose. So
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Get thee behind me, Satan. I want to resist. But the moon is low and I can't say, 'No'. Get thee behind me Get thee behind me, Satan. I mustn't be kissed. But the moon is low and I may let go
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moon 'How high the moon'. Is the name of the song. How high the moon Though the words may be wrong. We're singing it because you ask for it. So we're singing it just for you How high the moon. Does
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Once there was a thing called Spring. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine All the lads and girls would sing. When we sat at little tables and drank May wine Now April, May and
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, and all the world was. May. But soon the may time turned to December. You had forgotten, do you remember?
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raindrops falling on you. It's time you knew. All you can count on is the raindrops. That fall on little girl blue No use, old girl, you may as well surrender. Your hope is getting slender. Why won't
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you send. On Christmas day. Will not bring back the friend. You've turned away So may I suggest, the secret of Christmas. It's not the things you do. At Christmas time but the Christmas things you
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. . Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I may keep. The mem'ry of
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I'll be loving you Always. With a love that's true Always. When the things you've planned. Need a helping hand,. I will understand Always. . Always. . Days may not be fair Always,. That's
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lullaby. . Just a little plaintive tune. When baby starts to cry. . Rock-a-bye my baby. Somewhere there may be. . A land that's free for you and me. And a Russian lullaby
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Are the stars out tonight?. I don't know if it's cloudy or bright. 'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear. . The moon may be high. But I can't see a thing in the sky. 'Cause I only have eyes for
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breeze. No one but me. And my memories Some lucky night. He may come back again. But until then. I'm trav'lin' light No one to see. I'm free as the breeze. No one but me. And my memories Some lucky
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Now it can be told. Told in all it's glory. Now that we have met. The world may know. The sentimental story The greatest romance. They ever knew. Is waiting to unfold Now it can be told. As an
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. . Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I may keep. The mem'ry of
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. . Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I may keep. The mem'ry of
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some stardust on my sleeve. . The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars forget to shine,. And we may see the meadow in december, icy white and crystalline. But oh my darling always i'll
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some stardust on my sleeve. . The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars forget to shine,. And we may see the meadow in december, icy white and crystalline. But oh my darling always i'll
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some stardust on my sleeve. . The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars forget to shine,. And we may see the meadow in december, icy white and crystalline. But oh my darling always i'll
