What Are Your Favorite VINTAGE Song Lyrics?

[Rudie]

Wynonie Harris - Bloodshot Eyes


Now just because you're pretty
And you think you're mighty wise
You told me that you love me
Then you roll those big brown eyes
When I saw you last week
You're eyes were turning black
Go find the guy that beat you up
Ask him to take you back

Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me

Now I used to spend my money
To make you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you
When we walk down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up
In satin and in silk
Your eyes look like a two cherries
In a glass of buttermilk

Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell that you been out on a spree
It's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me

Now I guess our little romance
Has finally simmered down
You should join the circus
You'd make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a roadmap
I'm scared to smell your breath
You'd better shut your peepers
Before you bleed to death

Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me

 

[TidiousTed]

The Mountains of Mourne
byPercy French

The lyrics to the song "The Mountains of Mourne" were written in 1896 by the 19th Century Irish musician Percy French. It is normally sung to the traditional Irishfolk tune Carrigdonn or Carrigdhoun as it is sometimes spelt. This was the same tune used by Thomas Moore (1779–1852) for his song "Bendemeer's Stream".

The song is representative of French's many works concerning the Irish diaspora. The Mourne Mountains of the title are located in County Down in present-day Northern Ireland.

The song is a whimsical look at the styles, attitudes and fashions of late nineteenth century London as seen from the point of view of a somewhat naive young visitor from a village near the Mountains of Mourne. It is written as if the singer is sending a message to his friend back home.

It contrasts the artificial attractions of the city with the more natural beauty of his homeland.

Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight
with the people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there's gangs of them digging for gold in the street
At least when I asked them that's what I was told
So Ijust took a hand at this digging for gold
But for aU that I found there I might as well be
Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea
.
I believe that when writing a wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed
Well if you believe me, when asked to a ball
They don't wear a top on their dresses at all
Oh, I've seen them myself, and you couldn't in truth
Say ifthey were bound for a ball or a bath.
Don't be starting them fashions now Mary Macree
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
.
I've seen England's king from the top of a bus
I never knew him, though he means to know us;
And though by the saxon we once were oppressed
Still I cheered-God forgive me- I cheered with the rest
And now that he's visited Erin's green shore
We'll be much better friends than we've heretofore
When we've got all we Want we're as quiet as can be
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
.
You remember young Peter O'Loughlin of course
Well now he is here at the head of the force
I met him today, I was crossing the strand
And he stopped the whole street with one wave of his hand
And there we stood talking of days that are gone
While the whole population of London looked on,
But for all these great powers he's wishful like me
To be back where dark Moume sweeps down to the sea.
.
There's beautiful girls here - Oh, never you mind
With beautiful shapes Nature never designed
And lovely complexions, all roses and cream
But O'Loughlin remarked with regard to the same,
That if at those roses you venture to sip
The colours might all come away on your lip
So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waiting for me
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea


[video=youtube;tli4W2B70-g]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tli4W2B70-g[/video]

 

[rue]

Heart and Soul

Heart and soul, I fell in love with you,
Heart and soul, the way a fool would do,
Madly...
Because you held me tight,
And stole a kiss in the night...
Heart and soul, I begged to be adored,
Lost control, and tumbled overboard,
Gladly...
That magic night we kissed,
There in the moon mist.

Oh! but your lips were thrilling, much too thrilling,
Never before were mine so strangely willing.

But now I see, what one embrace can do,
Look at me, it's got me loving you,
Madly...
That little kiss you stole,
Held all my heart and soul.

[video=youtube_share;h9-WLXm_faE]http://youtu.be/h9-WLXm_faE[/video]

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Here I Am (1926)

When we quarreled I walked out
And held my head up high
I said Wait and see
She'll be phoning me
All at once there came a doubt
As days and days went by
And now my foolish pride
At last I've cast aside

I said I'd never come back
But here I am. Here I am
I said I'd keep off your track
But here I am. Here I am
Don't take advantage of me
Cause' I've come to you
Just see how sweet you can be
Oh, what I've been through!

And I said that I could forget
Oh, how I tried. How I tried!
I said I'm sorry we met
And how I lied. How I lied!
Nobody knows just how lonesome I've been
The thought of your kisses just made me give in!
I said I'd never come back
But here I am

Al Jolson
[video=youtube;qfbUaxnGqRo]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfbUaxnGqRo[/video]

Leo Reisman and his Orchestra
[video=youtube;oee2k4pEhJI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oee2k4pEhJI&feature=related[/video]

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Sunday

I'm blue every Monday
Thinking over Sunday
That one day when I'm with you
It seems that I sigh all day Tuesday
I cry all day Wednesday
Oh my, how I long for you!
And then comes Thursday
Gee, it's long. It never goes by
Friday makes me feel like I'm gonna die
But after payday is my fun day
I shine all day Sunday
That one day when I'm with you

[video=youtube;YzxvWCChMGY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzxvWCChMGY&NR=1[/video]

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Frankfurter Sandwiches

Since the world began
The girl expects the man
To bring her tokens of his love
Some brings bags of gold
Their ladies love to hold
And jewels bright as stars above
But my sweetheart's ideals are so much higher
And here's how I fulfill her heart's desire

Every night I bring her frankfurter sandwiches
Frankfurter sandwiches!
How my baby loves those frankfurter sandwiches
Frankfurter sandwiches!
I tried to win her with flowers
All kinds of sweetness
Till I found out my baby's weakness

Every night she whispers
Thanks for the sandwiches, thanks for the sandwiches!
But I fear there's something wrong
Instead of her billing and cooing
All she starts doing is chewing
Frankfurter sandwiches, frankfurter sandwiches
All night long

Every night I bring her frankfurter sandwiches
Frankfurter sandwiches!
How my baby loves those frankfurter sandwiches
Frankfurter sandwiches!
I tried to win her with candy!
Ice cream and custard
But how she likes hot dogs with mustard

Every night she whispers, frankfurter sandwiches
Frankfurter sandwiches!
But I fear there's something wrong
Each time I start popping the question
She's too busy digesting
Frankfurter sandwiches, frankfurter sandwiches
All night long


Alternate lyrics
Even when it was Yom Kippur
Quietly I had to slip her
Frankfurter sandwiches, frankfurter sandwiches
All night long

Harry Rose (1929)
[video=youtube;YeNg4p9cyCA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeNg4p9cyCA&feature=related[/video]

Joanne and the Streamliners (1961)
[video=youtube;FxZdVQd0Hyo]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxZdVQd0Hyo&feature=related[/video]

 

[rue]

Bring It on Home to Me


If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind Oh Oh
Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving,
Bring it on home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

I know I laughed when you left
But now I know I only hurt myself
Oh Oh, bring it to me,
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

I'll give you jewelry and money too
That ain't all, that ain't all I do for you,
Baby if you bring it to me,
bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

You know I'll always be your slave
'til I'm buried, buried in my grave
Oh honey, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving,
bring it on home to me.
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

You know I tried to treat you right
But, you stay out, stay out all night, (but I'll forgive you)
Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin
Bring it on home to me.

But I forgive you, yeah
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

[video=youtube_share;RAQE-tHjPAc]http://youtu.be/RAQE-tHjPAc[/video]

 

[TidiousTed]

Bring It on Home to Me


If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind Oh Oh
Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving,
Bring it on home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

I know I laughed when you left
But now I know I only hurt myself
Oh Oh, bring it to me,
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

I'll give you jewelry and money too
That ain't all, that ain't all I do for you,
Baby if you bring it to me,
bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

You know I'll always be your slave
'til I'm buried, buried in my grave
Oh honey, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving,
bring it on home to me.
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

You know I tried to treat you right
But, you stay out, stay out all night, (but I'll forgive you)
Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin
Bring it on home to me.

But I forgive you, yeah
yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah, (yeah)

A beautiful song and a marvelous performer and singer who died all to young and who's death we'll never know the truth about. Etta James went to see his body at the morgue and later said his injuries in no way corresponded with the police report.

 

[TidiousTed]

Sam Cooke
A Change Is Gonna Come

I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh and just like the river I've been running ever since
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

It's been too hard living but I'm afraid to die
Cause I don't know what's up there beyond the sky
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

I go to the movie and I go downtown
Somebody keep telling me don't hang around
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

Then I go to my brother
And I say brother help me please
But he winds up knocking me
Back down on my knees

Ohhhhhhhhh.....

There been times that I thought I couldn't last for long
But now I think I'm able to carry on
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

 

[rue]

A beautiful song and a marvelous performer and singer who died all to young and who's death we'll never know the truth about. Etta James went to see his body at the morgue and later said his injuries in no way corresponded with the police report.

His voice was amazing and yes, it's all too sad that we lost him at such a young age.
I've read that about Etta and I believe she was right. Such a tragedy

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Mrs Worthington
words and music by Noel Coward

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
The profession is overcrowded and the struggle is pretty tough
And admitting the fact she's burning to act. That isn't quite enough
She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
But don't you think her bust is too developed for her age?
I repeat, Mrs Worthington, sweet Mrs Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage

Regarding yours, dear Mrs Worthington
On Wednesday the 23rd
Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
How can I make it clear this is not a good idea?
For her to hope, dear Mrs Worthington, is on the face of it absurd
Her personality is not in reality
Exciting enough, inviting enough
For this particular sphere

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
She's a bit of an ugly duckling you must honestly confess
And the width of her seat would surely defeat her chances of success
It's a loud voice and though it's not exactly flat
She'll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
On my knees, Mrs Worthington, please, Mrs Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage

Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Though they said at the School of Acting she was lovely as Peer Gynt
I'm afraid on a whole an ingenue role would emphasize her squint
She's a big girl and though her teeth are fairly good
She's not the type I'd ever would be eager to engage
No more buts, Mrs Worthington. Nuts, Mrs Worthington!
Don't put your daughter on the stage

 

[rue]

Let's Fall In Love

Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance
Why be afraid of it

Let's close our eyes and make our own paradise
Little we know of it, still we can try
To make a go of it

We might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be
Let our hearts discover

Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let's fall in love


I have a feeling, it's a feeling,
I'm concealing, I don't know why
It's just a mental, incidental, sentimental alibi

But I adore you
So strong for you
Why go on stalling
I am falling
Our love is calling
Why be shy?

Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance
Why be afraid of it

Let's close our eyes and make our own paradise
Little we know of it, still we can try
To make a go of it

We might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be
Let our hearts discover

Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let's fall in love

[video=youtube_share;tMn75yaBxr8]http://youtu.be/tMn75yaBxr8[/video]

 

[TidiousTed]

Save The Whales
Country Joe McDonalds

When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store.
Saw a picture book of whales, shootin' his spout and flashin' his tail.
Then he go, a sailor's dream, cruisin' around on the salty sea.
Joinin' up with a fisher crew go out and get him a whale or two.
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail upon the salty seas.
Lovin' and drinkin' in the afternoon, swabbin' the deck and sharpnin' harpoons.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises.
So early in the morning.

Lots of whales in the deep blue sea, we kill them for the companies.
Drag 'em alongside and chop 'em in two, melt them down and sail it to you.
There hardly is a sailor alive, who can keep a tear from his eye.
Cause he remembers the good old days when there were no whales to save.
Thank the Russians and the Japanese for scouring the deep, blue sea.
Lookin' for ivory and perfume, all the light you'll ever need.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises.
So early in the morning.

Shanghi got a lot on the move, put out from Boston in the middle of June.
Thirty-six months out at sea is nothing but death and misery.
Set off on a three year cruise, Union ship and a Union crew.
And after six months he began to see, whalin' not what it used to be.
A modern ship and a modern crew, occalascopes and explodin' harpoons.
A mechanical boat made of steel,
A floatin' machine just to kill all the whales.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises.
So early in the mornin'.

When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store.
Saw a picture book of whales, shootin' his spout and flashin' his tail.
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruisin' around on the salty sea.
Joinin' up with a fisher crew go out and get him a whale or two.
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail upon the salty seas.
Lovin' and drinkin' in the afternoon, swabbin' the deck and sharpnin' harpoons.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises.
So early in the morning.

[video=youtube;wSfQoC_6Fpk]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSfQoC_6Fpk[/video]

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

When I See My Sugar (1929)

Sweets? Don't care about 'em
Sweets? I'll do without 'em
But the kind of sweets I mean
Are candy, sodas and ice cream
Wealth? Got plenty of it
Health? Oh how I love it!
Just one thing fails me
Tell me what ails me

My heart's okay, my pulse is strong
And I sleep peacefully all night long
But when I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat
I come home from work at dinnertime
I eat my food and I digest it fine
But when I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat

And when she looks at me so tenderly
I'll be swallowing hard
And if she looks your way, I'll bet you'll say
Howdja do? How'd you like to play in my backyard?
No matter what I try to do
I act just like a big Bub Bub a Doo
Cause' when I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat

The doctors have to watch me close
My case they're trying to diagnose
Cause' when I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat
I win at bridge and I play roulette
I haven't had a goose pimple yet
Cause' when I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat

Now I've had some love affairs before
But they're all on the shelf
And I love my sugar more and more
Every time she's beside me I'm beside myself
She's got a cute, comfy couch
And when she gets me there, Oucha Ma Gouch!
When I see my sugar
I get a lump in my throat

[video=youtube;3NTJNaKxTNA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NTJNaKxTNA&feature=channel_video_title[/video]

 

[rue]

They Can't Take That Away From Me

Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note,
Though by tomorrow you're gone;
The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote,
The melody lingers on.
They may take you from me, I'll miss your fond caress.
But though they take you from me, I'll still possess.

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no, they can't take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no, they can't take that away from me

We may never, never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still, I'll always, always keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me



[video=youtube_share;V79zOPXlRGQ]http://youtu.be/V79zOPXlRGQ[/video]

 

[rue]

Love is the sweetest thing

Love is the sweetest thing
What else on earth could ever bring
Such happiness to ev'rything
As Love's old story.

Love is the strangest thing
No song of birds upon the wing
Shall in our hearts more sweetly sing
Than Love's old story.

Whatever hearts may desire
Whatever life may send
This is the tale that never will tire.
This is the song without end.

Love is the strongest thing
The oldest yet, the latest thing
I only hope that fate may bring
Love's story to you.

Love is the sweetest thing.

[video=youtube_share;wWQU6Vk12Xc]http://youtu.be/wWQU6Vk12Xc[/video]

 

[lolly_loisides]

^^^^^^^^^^^^

Ray Noble was a fantastic songwriter & Al is one of my favourite singers. Lovely, thanks Rue.

 

[Henry Gondorff]

This is a song which always makes me shiver too, whenever I hear it: Billie Holiday Strange fruit

Please don't get me wrong, I don't want to offend anybody; it is just that I really like this song. So: no offense!

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

[video=youtube;dnlTHvJBeP0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dnlTHvJBeP0[/video]

 

[rue]

^^^^^^^^^^^^

Ray Noble was a fantastic songwriter & Al is one of my favourite singers. Lovely, thanks Rue.

Mine too

I suppose it's kind of sick to pine after a man that died before I was born, isn't it? lol

 

[lolly_loisides]

Mine too

I suppose it's kind of sick to pine after a man that died before I was born, isn't it? lol

Not here it isn't

You've probably seen this before, but here he is performing "The very thought of you".
[video=youtube;cDYrXcQj4JI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDYrXcQj4JI[/video]