The Barbra Streisand Album Album

Artist(s): Barbra Streisand

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Tracklist

Cry Me a River

length: 3:40
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Arthur Hamilton
lyricist: Arthur Hamilton

Now you say you're lonely
You cried the lone night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

You drove me,
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me

Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

You drove me
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me...

And now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do...
Come on! come on!
Cry me a river...
Cry me a river...
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you...

My Honey's Loving Arms

length: 2:19
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Harry Ruby, Joseph Meyer
I love your loving arms
They hold a world of charms
A place to nestle
When I am lonely
A cozy morris chair
What kind of chair
Is a Maurice chair?
One caress, happiness,
Seems to bless my little honey
I love him more each day
When years have passed away
He'll find my love
Belongs to him only!
'Cause when the world seems wrong
He'll know that I belong
Right in my honey's loving arms
I love him more each day
When years have passed away
He'll find my love
Belongs to him only!
'Cause when the world seems wrong
He will know that I belong
Right in my honey's loving arms
I said my honey 's loving
I mean my honey's loving arms,
I mean my honey's loving arms...

I'll Tell the Man in the Street

length: 3:15
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
lyricist: Lorenz Hart
composer: Richard Rodgers
I won't to tell of my love
To the red, red rose
Or the running brook
Where the sweet magnolia grows

I won't tell of my love
To every little star
Or the whippoorwill
On the hill above

I'll tell the man in the street
And everyone I meet
That you and I are sweethearts
I'll shout it out
From the roof

I'll give the papers proof
That we two are complete hearts
I want the world to know
I'd use the radio

And when I've said all I say
You may be old and gray
But you can't get away from me.

A Taste of Honey

length: 2:57
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
lyricist: Ric Marlow
composer: Bobby Scott
Cold winds may blow o'er the icy sea
But I'll take with me
The warmth of thee
A taste of honey,
A taste much sweeter than wine
He will return...he will return
He'll come back
For the honey and me
I leave behind
My heart to wear
And may it e'er remind you of
A taste of honey
A taste much sweeter than wine
He will return...he will return...
He'll come back for the honey and me.

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf

length: 2:35
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Frank Churchill
lyricist: Frank Churchill, Ann Ronell
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra la la la la
Long ago there were three pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf,
They did not give three figs
Number one was very gay
And he built his house with hay
With a hey hey toot he blew on his flute
And he played around all day
Now number two was fond of jigs
And so he built his house with twigs
Hey, diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said: "nix on tricks,
I shall build my house with bricks!"
He had no chance to sing or dance,
'Cause work and play don't mix
Ha, ha, ha, the two little do-little pigs
Just winked and laughed Ah! Woo!
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra la la la la
Came the day when fate did frown
And a wolf blew into town
With a gruff huff puff, he puffed just enough
And the hay house fell right down!
One and two were scared to death
Of the big bad wolfy's breath
by the hair of your chinny chin I'll blow you in
And the twig house answered yes
No one left but number three
To save that piglet family
So when they knocked, he fast unlocked
And said come in with me
Now they all were safe inside
But the bricks hurt wolfy's pride
So, he slid down the chimney and oh by Jiminey
In a fire he was fried
Oh oh oh, the three little free little pigs
Just winked and laughed... Ah! Woo!
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra La La La La
Tra la la Tra la la
Tra la la la la la la la la la la!
Who's afraid of the big, big, big,
Bad woooooooooooooooooooolf!

Soon It's Gonna Rain

length: 3:48
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Harvey Schmidt
lyricist: Tom Jones
Hear how the wind begins to whisper
See how the leaves go streaming by
Smell how the velvet rain is falling
Out where the fields are warm and dry
Now is the time to run inside and stay
Now is the time to find a hideaway
Where we can stay
Soon it's gonna rain, I can see it
Soon it's gonna rain, I can tell
Soon it's gonna rain, what are we gonna do?
Soon it's gonna rain, I can feel it
Soon it's gonna rain, I can tell
Soon it's gonna rain, what will we do with you?
We'll find four limbs of a tree
We'll build four walls and a floor
We'll bind it over with leaves
Then duck inside and play
Then we'll let it rain, we'll not feel it
Then we'll let it rain, rain pell mell
And we'll not complain if it never stops at all
We'll live and love within our castle
Hear how the wind begins to whisper
Feel how the rain is falling now

Happy Days Are Here Again

length: 3:10
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Milton Ager
lyricist: Jack Yellen
writer: Mitzie Welch, Ken Welch
So long sad times
Go long bad times
We are rid of you at last
Howdy gay times
Cloudy gray times
You are now a thing of the past

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

Altogether shout it now
There's no one
Who can doubt it now
So let's tell the world about it now
Happy days are here again

Your cares and troubles are gone
There'll be no more from now on
From now on...

Happy days are here again
The skies above are here again
So, let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy times
Happy nights
Happy days
Are here again!

Keepin' Out of Mischief Now

length: 2:17
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Fats Waller
lyricist: Andy Razaf
Keepin' out of mischief now
I really am in love and how
I'm through playin' with fire
It's you whom I desire
All the world can plainly see
You're the only one for me
I have told them in advance
They can't break up our romance
Livin' up to all my vows
'cause I'm keepin' out mischief now
Out of mischief now
I am in love and how
I'm through playin' with fire
It is you whom I desire
All the world can see
You are the one for me
I have told them in advance
They can not break up our romance
Livin' up to all my vows
'cause I'm keepin' out of mischief,...oh, yeah!
Keepin' out of mischief...oh, yeah!
Keepin' out of mischief now!

Much More

length: 3:06
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Harvey Schmidt, Tom Jones
I'd like to swim
In a clear blue stream
Where the water is icy cold
Then go to town

In a golden gown
And have my fortune told
Just once, just once
Just once before I am old

I'd like to be not evil
But a little wordly wise
To be the kind of girl designed
To be kissed upon the eyes

I'd like to dance till two o'clock
Or maybe dance till dawn
Or if the band could stand it
Just go on and on and on

Just once, just once
Before the chance is gone
I'd like to waste a week or two
And never do a chore

To wear my hair unfastened
So it billows to the floor
To do the things
I've dreamed about

But never done before
Perhaps I'm bad or wild or mad
With lots of grief in store
But I want much more

Than keepin' house
Much more, much more, much more!

Come to the Supermarket (in Old Peking)

length: 2:01
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Cole Porter
If you want a fancy fan
Or a turkey born in Turkey-stan
Or a slave that's awf'lly African
Or a Teapot early Ming,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.

If you want to buy a kite
Or a pup to keep you up at night
Or a dwarf who used to know Snow White
Or a frog who loves to sing,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.

They have: sunflow'r cakes, moonbeam cakes,
Gizzard cakes, lizard cakes,
Pickled eels, pickle snakes,
Fit for any king,

If you want a bust of jade
Or an egg that's more or less decayed
Or in case you care to meet a maid
For a nice but naughty fling,

Come to the supermarket,
If you come on an ostrich, you can park it,
So come to the supermarket
And see Pe-
King.

If you want a gong to beat
Or a rickshaw with a sassy seat
Or a painting slightly indiscreet
That is simply riveting,
Come to the supermarket and see Peking.

Well, If you want some calico
Or a gentle water buffalo
Glow worm guaranteed to glow
Or a cloak inclined to cling,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.

They have bird's-nest soup, seaweed soup,
Noodle soup, poodle soup,
Talking crows with the croup,
Almost anything.

If you want to buy a saw
Or a fish delicious when it's raw
Or a pill to kill your moth'r-in-law
Or a bee without a sting,

Come to the supermarket,
If you come on a turtle, you can park it,
So come to the supermarket
If you come on a goose, you can park it,
So come to the supermarket
And see
Pe-
King!

A Sleepin' Bee

length: 4:24
producer: Mike Berniker
arranger: Peter Matz
vocal: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Peter Matz
composer: Harold Arlen
lyricist: Truman Capote, Harold Arlen
When you're in love
And you are wondering
If he really is the one
There's an ancient sign sure to tell you
If your search is over and done

Catch a bee
And if he don't sting you
Your in a spell that's just begun
It's a guarantee till the end of time
Your true love you have won, have won

When a bee lies sleeping
In the palm of your hand
You're bewitched
And deep in love's long looked after land

Where you'll see a sun up sky
With a morning new
And where the days go laughing by
As love comes a-calling on you

Sleep on bee don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
He's mine for the taking
I am happy at last

Maybe I dreams, but he seems
Sweet golden as a crown

A little sleeping bee told me
I will walk with my feet off the ground
When my one true love
I has found