The Unforgettable Judy Garland Album

Artist(s): Judy Garland

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Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart

length: 2:58
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: James F. Hanley
lyricist: James F. Hanley

Never could carry a tune, never knew where to start
You came along when everything was wrong and put a song in my heart

Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody
It haunted me from the start
Something inside of me started a symphony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing
About a nest set apart
All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

[Chorus]
Your eyes made skies seem blue again
What else could I do again
But keep repeating through and through
"I love you, love you"

I still recall the thrill, guess I always will
I hope 'twill never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody
It haunted me from the start
Something inside of me started a symphony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing
About a nest set apart
All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony
Zing! Went the strings of my heart

[Chorus]

I still recall the thrill, I guess I always will
I hope 'twill never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine
Zing! Oh, Oh, Oh went the strings of my heart

Stompin' at the Savoy

length: 2:26
orchestra: Bob Crosby and His Orchestra
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: Benny Goodman, Chick Webb, Edgar Sampson
lyricist: Andy Razaf
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, give happy feet a chance
To dance

Your form, just like a clingy vine
Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine
Devine

How my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
Stompin' with you, at the Savoy
What joy

A perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
Savoy, they'll let me stomp away
With you

[Instrumental]

Savoy, Savoy, Savoy,
Your form, just like a clingy vine
Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine
Devine

Oh, how my heart is singin'
While the band is swingin'
Never tired of rompin'
Stompin' with you, at the Savoy
What joy

Savoy, Savoy,
They let me stomp away
With you

You Made Me Love You (Dear Mr. Gable)

length: 3:13
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: Roger Edens, James V. Monaco
lyricist: Roger Edens, Joseph McCarthy
arranger: Roger Edens
You made me love you
I didn't want to do it, I didn't want to do it
You made me love you
And all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it.
You made me happy sometimes, you made me glad
But there were times, Dear, you made me feel so bad

You made me sigh for, I didn't want to tell you
I didn't want to tell you
I want some love that's true, yes I do, deed I do, you know I do

Give me, give me, give me what I cry for
You know you got the brand of kisses that I'd die for
You know you made me love you

You Can't Have Everything

length: 2:33
Say there, if you are a vexed one,
A dreary, weary and perplexed one,
I've got trouble and he's got trouble,
And you're no better than the next one!
You will find your share of bliss
If you'll just remember this;

You can't have everything,
Be satisfied with the little you may get.
You can't have everything,
Don't envy neighbours or the fortunes that they get!

Live and laugh and listen,
Don't be greedy,
Help the needy,
And ya gotta get lucky, yes indeedy!

Rich man, poor man, beggar or king,
You just can't have everything.
So thank your stars above
For a song in your heart,
A penny in your pocket
And someone in your arms to love.

You can't have everything,
Be satisfied with the little you may get.
You can't have everything,
Don't envy neighbours or the fortunes that they get!

Live and laugh and listen,
Don't be greedy,
Help the needy,
And ya gotta get lucky, yes indeedy!

Rich man, poor man, beggar or king,
You just can't have everything.
So thank your stars above
For a song in your heart,
A penny in your pocket
And someone in your arms to love.

Cry Baby Cry

length: 2:33
writer: Jimmy Eaton, Remus Harris, Irving Melsher, Terry Shand
Cry, baby, cry, cry, baby cry,
Just the way I did the day you broke my heart
Cry, baby, cry, you flew too high
Tables turned and now you've learned you're not so smart
You broke every promise
You couldn't be true
You gave me the go-by
For somebody new when I needed you
Cry, baby, cry. My eyes are dry.
I'm laughin' up my sleeve to see my cry baby cry.

It Never Rains, but What It Pours

length: 2:38
writer: Mack Gordon, Harry Revel
Did y'ever wake up in the morning
And grumble as you tumble out of bed?
You stub your toe, ouch!
You hit your elbow, ooh!
You bump your head, oh!
You step on a tack and you let out a howl,
There's soap in your eyes and you can't find the towel!
You try to comb your hair but can't arrange it,
Spill orange juice on your dress and have to change it!
Then all day long,
Everything you touch goes wrong!

Teacher told us, when this happens, never to whine or wail;
The same thing happens in life, but on a much larger scale!

It never rains but what it pours;
If lady luck should happen to desert you,
A bit of rain is never gonna hurt you,
So wait and the skies will all be blue.

It never rains but what it pours;
So what if all your troubles come in bunches,
Keep sticking to your silly little hunches,
And the sun will come shining through.

Bide your time and keep on hummin',
Don't you frown and sit around and weep.
Wait your turn, your day is comin',
And you'll be there on top of the heap!

It never rains but what it pours;
You may as well get all your worries over,
From then on you're gonna be in clover!
Smile when you should cry,
For every cloud there'll be a rainbow,
There'll be a sunbeam for every raindrop by and by!

In Between

length: 4:06
composer: Roger Edens
lyricist: Roger Edens
Fifteen thousand times a day
I hear a voice within me say
Hide yourself behind the screen
You shouldn't be heard, you shouldn't be seen
You're just an awful in between

That's what I am and in between
It's just like small pox quarantine
I can't do this, I can't go there
I'm just a circle in a square
I don't fit in anywhere

I"m past the stage of dull and carriage
I'm not the age to think of marriage
I'm too old for toys and I'm too young for boys
I'm just an in between

I'm not a child or children bore me
I'm not grown up, grown ups ignore me
And in every sense I'm just on a fence
I'm just an in between

I'll be glad when momma let's me go to dances
And have romances
I'll be glad to have a party dress that boys will adore
A dress that touches the floor

I'm sick and tired of bedtime story
I'm so inspired by love and glories
But I guess it's no use, I still get mother goose
I'm just an in between

I'm allow to go to pictures shows
That is if nurse is feeling able
But we only go to Mickey Mouse
I'm not allowed Clarke Gable

It's such an imposition
For a girl who's got ambition
To be an in between

My dad says I should bother more
About my lack of grammar
Huh, the only thing that bothers me
Is my lack of glamor

Why if I could use a lipstick and a powder pop
Who knows I might be ? in the rough
Instead of in between

I'll be glad when uncle Jim can't call me precious child
That simply drives me wild
I'll be glad to have a date that doesn't grow on a trees
A date that's not history

I'll be so glad when I have ?
All by myself, I get so lonesome
And I hope and pray for the day when I'll be sweet sixteen
Then I won't have to be an in between

Sweet Sixteen

length: 4:17
composer: Roger Edens
lyricist: Roger Edens

For fifteen years I've played a waiting game
I've suffered like they do in Russian plays
But if what's in store is really what they claim
I must admit that suffering really pays
For fifteen years I've been just like a prisoner in a cell
For fifteen years my life has been just - awful

From one to four was such a bore I remember how I hated having all those people paw all over me and talk baby talk, they'd say goo-goo, isn't she cunning. Poor dear, she has her father's nose, ah-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a-tic-a. The years from five to eight I hate, I've grown into a very unattractive child and consequently was utterly and completely ignored. But I didn't really mind, I had a book of Mother Goose and Mother Goose is pretty hot stuff when you're five years old

At nine I had the measles so that didn't count. At ten I'd reached the performing stage and at the drop of a hat mother would call me in and have me sing The Rosary for her guests. I never will forget how papa used to squirm when I hit that high note

From eleven to thirteen I'd rather not speak of. It was bad enough having Jimmy Doogan pull my hair in school but it was positively humiliating to have my own mother refer to me as her dear little ugly duckling

At fourteen I had my first taste of romance. It was at a party at dancing school and he was younger than I was, shorter than I was. Oh but he had a wonderful name - Archibold. And he really like me too, he really did but I had to go and spoil it all. I asked him right out if he'd be my best beau. That was the last I ever saw of him

By now I was fifteen and pretty miserable. Mother refused to let me wear any lipstick or rouge and I went around looking as pale as death. It was then that I decided to join the monastary. And I would have too, if it hadn't been for Bing Crosby. I was afraid they wouldn'thave any radios in monastaries. So, I devoted my fifteenth year to Kraft cheese

But now it's a different story, I can brush away the tears
And lau-augh at those awful fifteen years - For now I'm ...
Sweet Sixteen and I've got my first long dress
I can even have a date one night a week
I can paint my lips a little and rouge my cheeks
I'm sweet sixteen but I really must confess
Although this grown up life isn't simple
I wouldn't change places with Shirley Temple
Gee it's great to be just as free as the birds - above me
I'm a Juliet out to get a Romeo to love me
I ask you, please forget that I was an in-between
I mean my flags unfurled, I'm a woman of the world
I'm sweet sixteen...

I'm Just Wild About Harry

length: 1:58
lyricist: Noble Sissle
composer: Eubie Blake
I am here to state
I'm here to relate
To explain
And make it plain that:
I`m just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me
The heavenly blisses of his
Kisses fill me with ecstasy
He's sweet just like sugar candy
And just like honey from a bee
Oh, I`m just wild about Harry
And he's just wild about
He can't do without
He's just wild about me
Oh I`m just wild about Mandy
And Mandy's wild about me
Oh, I`m just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me
The heavenly blisses of his kisses
Fill me with ecstasy
He's sweet just like sugar candy
And just like honey from a bee
Oh, I`m just wild about Harry
And he's just wild about me

Embraceable You

length: 2:52
vocal: Judy Garland
lyricist: Ira Gershwin
composer: George Gershwin
Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you!
Embrace me, you irreplaceable you!

Just one look at you
My heart grew tipsy in me,
You and you alone
Bring out the Gypsy in me!

I love all, the many charms about you!
Above all, I want my arms about you!

Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa, come to papa, do!
My sweet embraceable you!

Swannee

length: 2:13
composer: George Gershwin
lyricist: Irving Caesar

It's a Great Day for the Irish

length: 2:28
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: Roger Edens
lyricist: Roger Edens
It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair!
The sidewalks of New York are thick with blarney
For shure you'd think New York was Old Kilarney!
It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full array
We're feeling so inspirish, shure because for all the Irish
It's a great, great day!

It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair!
Begosh, there's not a cop to stop a raiding
Begorra all the cops are out parading!
It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full aray
And as we go a swinging, ev'ry Irish heart is singing
It's a great, great day!

How About You

length: 3:01
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: Burton Lane
lyricist: Ralph Freed
When a girl meets boy
Life can be a joy
But the note they end on
Will depend on
Little pleasures they will share
So let us compare

I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due.
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips,
How about you?
I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill,
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill.
Holding hands at the movie show,
When all the lights are low
May not be new, but I like it,
How about you?

I like Jack Benny's jokes.
To a degree.
I love the common folks.
That includes me.
I like to window shop on 5th Avenue.
I like banana splits, late supper at the Ritz,
How about you?
I love to dream of fame, maybe I'll shine.
I'd love to see your name right beside mine.
I can see we're in harmony,
Looks like we both agree
On what to do,
And I like it, how about you?

On the Sunny Side of the Street

length: 2:39
lyricist: Dorothy Fields
composer: Jimmy McHugh
Walked with no one and talked with no one
And I had nothing but shadows
Then one morning you passed
And I brightened at last
Now I greet the day and complete the day
With the sun in my heart
All my worry blew away
When you taught me how to say

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worry on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear a pitter-pat?
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid
This Rover crossed over

If I never have a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
Grab your street

For Me and My Gal

length: 2:32
vocal: Gene Kelly and Judy Garland
orchestra: David Rose and His Orchestra
lyricist: E. Ray Goetz, Edgar Leslie
composer: George W. Meyer
The bells are ringing for me and my gal.
The birds are singing for me and my gal.
Ev'rybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going.
And for weeks they've been sewing every Suzie and Sal.
They're congregating for me and my gal.
The parson's waiting for me and my gal.
And sometime I'm gonna build a little home for two for three or four or more
In love land, for me and my gal.

I Got Rhythm

length: 2:54
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: George Gershwin
lyricist: Ira Gershwin
Days can be sunny, with never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along?

I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way? Look at what I've got

I got rhythm, I got music
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I got daisies, in green pastures
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ?

Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him, 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ?

I got rhythm, I got music
I got daisies, in green pastures
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ?

The Trolley Song

length: 2:50
lyricist: Ralph Blane
composer: Hugh Martin
"Clang, clang, clang" went the trolley
"Ding, ding, ding" went the bell
"Zing, zing, zing" went my heartstrings
For the moment I saw him I fell

"Chug, chug, chug" went the motor
"Bump, bump, bump" went the brake
"Thump, thump, thump" went my heartstrings
When he smiled, I could feel the car shake

He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because he scared me half to death

"Buzz, buzz, buzz" went the buzzer
"Plop, plop, plop" went the wheels
"Stop, stop, stop" went my heartstrings
As he started to leave I took hold of his sleeve with my hand

And as if it were planned
He stayed on with me and it was grand
Just to stand with his hand holding mine
All the way to the end of the line

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

length: 3:10
conductor: Lyn Murray
vocal: Judy Garland
orchestra: The Lyn Murray Orchestra
background vocals: The Merry Macs
composer: Harry Warren
lyricist: Johnny Mercer
What a lovely trip
I'm feeling so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to arrive
It's all so grand

It's easy to see you don't need a palace
To feel like Alice in Wonderland
Back in Ohio where I come from
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travelled some

But I never thought I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe
(Wanna take a ride on the Santa Fe)
I would lean across my window sill

And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
What a thrill (what a great big wonderful thrill)

With the wheels a-singin' "westward ho"
Right from the day I heard them start
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart

When I'm old and grey and settled down
If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town
Then I'll spend my busman's holiday
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

All aboard! (we came across the country lickety-split)
(Rollin' ninety miles an hour)
I can't believe I'm here at last
Woo-oo-ooo!

(When you go travellin', it's best for you
To take the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe!)
I can't believe that anything could go so fast
Then you pull that throttle, whistle blows

A-huffin' and a-puffin' and away she goes
All aboard for California, hey!
On the Atchison (on the Atchison)
On the Atchison, Topeka (on the Atchison, Topeka)

On the Atchison, Topeka (on the Atchison, Topeka)
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe!

You'll Never Walk Alone

length: 3:20
vocal: Judy Garland
lyricist: Oscar Hammerstein II
composer: Richard Rodgers
When you walk through a storm
"Keep your chin up high" or "Hold your head up high"
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on, through the wind,
Walk on, through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

Over the Rainbow

length: 2:48
arranger: Herbert Stothart
orchestrator: Murray Cutter
orchestra: MGM Studio Orchestra
conductor: Herbert Stothart
vocal: Judy Garland
composer: Harold Arlen
lyricist: Yip Harburg
arranger: Daniel Powers
publishing: Swan's Wing Press
premiere: Judy Garland
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
High above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?