: Heaven, I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to
: (George Weiss / Bob Thiele) A man wants to work for his pay A man wants a place in the sun A man wants a gal proud to say That she'll become his
: (J. Kander / Bob Thiele) What good is sittin' alone in your room Come hear the music play, yes Life is a cabaret old chum Come to the cabaret
: (W. Schwant / F. Andre / G. Kahn) Yes, stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singin' in the sycamore
: (Leonard Whitcup / Chet Gierlach / Bob Thiele) Where there is sunshine, oh that's where you are Where there is laughter, then you can't be far
: (George Cates / Bob Thiele / Mort Green) You look at me and then a song begins Played on a million velvet violins My head goes reelin' and around
: The loveliness of Paris Seems somehow sadly gay The glory that was Rome Is just another day I've been terribly alone And forgotten in Manhattan I'm
: (George Weiss / Bob Thiele) Pardon the smile on my face my friend Dreamin' of reachin' my journeys end I'm headin' straight for my hearts desire
: I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself, what a wonderful world I see skies of blue and clouds of
be a star in the skies that isn't reflecting your eyes I just don't know how to disguise how much I miss you There must be a song that doesn't remind
: Give me a kiss to build a dream on, And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss. Sweetheart, I ask no more than this: A kiss to build a dream on.
: (Hughie Prince / Dick Rogers / Hal Kanner) Yes, I guess I'll get the papers and go home Like I've been doin' ever since we've been apart I get
: Chorus sings:Go down Moses way down in egypt land tell all Pharaoes to Let My People Go! Armstrong: When Israel was in Egypt land... Let My People
: (L. Whitcup / Bob Thiele) Give me your kisses, I'll give you my heart Give me your promise that we'll never part I'll give you love and devotion
: (Marian Grudeff / Raymond Jessel) Hold your hats, the roof is 'bout to tumble in Holy cats, the walls and floors are crumblin' Hellzapoppin', hellzapoppin
