My Romance
music Richard Rodgers& words Lorenz Hart

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 hide away
no soft guitars

My romance dosen't need a castle
rising in Spain
Nor a dance to a constantly
surprising refrain.
Wide awake I can make my most
fantastic dreams come true;
My romance doesn't need a thing but you

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My blue heaven
Words Music George Whiting Walter Donaldson


When whippoorwills call and ev'ning is night 
I hurry to my blue heaven.
A turn to the right a little white light
will lead you to my blue heaven.
You'll see a smiling face, a fireplase, a cozy room,
A little nest that's nestled where the roses bloom.
Just Daddy and me and haby makes three,
We're happy in my blue heaven.

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Moonlight In Vermont
words & music Jhon Blackburn Karl Suessdorf

Pennies in a stream, falling leaves,a sycamore,
Moonlight in vermont.
Icy finger waves,Ski trails on a mountainside
Snow light in vermont.

Telegraph cables,they sing down the highway 
and travel each bend in the road,
People who meet in this romantic setting
are so hypnotized by the lovely
Evening summer breeze, warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in vermont,
you and I and moonlight in vermont.

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Molly Darling
words   music

Won't you tell me,Molly Darling
That you love none else but me
For I love you,Molly Darling
You are all the world to me,oh
Tell me darlling that you love me
Put your little hand in mine
Take my heart,sweet Molly Darling
Say that you will give me thine.

Molly fairest,sweetest,dearest
Look up,darling,tell me this
Do you love me,Molly Darling
Let your answer be a kiss.

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My one and only love
words & music Robert Mellin Guy Wood

The very thought of you makes my heart sing
like an April breeze on the wings of spring
And you appear in all your splendor
My one and only love.
The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night while you're in my arms.
I feel your lips so warm and tender
My one and only love
The touch of your hand is  like heaven,
A heaven that I'v never known
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own
You fill my eager heart with such desire
Ev'ry kiss you give sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender, 
My one and only love

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My way
words & music Paul Anka Jacques Revaux & Clande Francois

And now the end is near
And so I face the finalcurtain
My friend I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain 
I've lived a life that's fool
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through whithout exemption
I planned each chartered course 
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this 
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out 
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing 
And now as tears subside 
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no oh no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has not
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows  I took the blows
And did it my way
 

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Moon River
words & music Johnny Mercer&Henry Mancini

Moon River wider than a mile, 
I'm crossing you in style some day
Old dream maker, you heart breaker
where ever you're goin' 
I'm goin'your way,
Two drifters, off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see 
We're after the same rainbow's end
waitin' 'round the bend 
my Huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

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Mack the knife
Original Words by Bertolt Brecht English Words by Marc Blitzstein Music Kurt Weill

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
When the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread.
Fancy gloves, though wears Macheath, dear
So there's not never never a trace of red.
On the side walk sunday morning 
Lies a body just oozing life;
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner.
Is the someone macck the knif?
From a tugboat by the river 
Acement bag's just droping down;
The cement's just for the weight, dear.
I bet you Mackies back in town
Louis Miller disappeared, dear
After drawing out his cash;
And Macheath spends just like a sailor,
Did our boy do something rash?
Sukey Tawdry Jeny Diver Polly Peachum sweet Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, dear
Now that Mackie's back in town 
 

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Misty
words & music Johnny Burke & Erroll Garneer

Look at me
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud 
I can't understand, I get misty
just holding your hand
Walk my way
And a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your hello
That music I hear, I get misty
the moment you're near
You can say that you're leading me on
But it's just what i want you to do,
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost 
That's why I'm following you
On my own 
would I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty and too much in love

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Memory
words & music T.Nunn after T.S.Eliot A.L.Webber

Midnight not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And  the wind begins to moan 
Memory. all alone in the moonlight 
I can smile at the old days,
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was,
Let the memory live again 
Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters 
And soon it will be morning. 
Daylight. I must wait for the sunrise,
I must think of a new life and I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin.
Burnt out ends of smokey days, 
The stale cold smell of morning.  
The street lamp dies, another night is over,
Another day is dawning.
Touch me. it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory of my days in the sun.
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is.
Look a new day has begun.
 
 

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