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Perhaps one of the most enduring of all standards, still commonly known today by people of all ages, mainly thanks to the recording by Nat King Cole. It was Cole who introduced the song in 1951, re-recorded it in stereo ten years later, and with whom it has always been identified. His version was famously edited in 1991 into a posthumous "duet" with his daughter Natalie, which won the Grammy for Best Recording. Sadly, that version also amended the fine Nelson Riddle arrangement to including a cheesy sax solo in place of Riddle's trademark shimmering strings.
Lyrics:
Unforgettable That's what you are, Unforgettable Tho' near or far.
Like a song of love that clings to me, How the thought of you does things to me. Never before Has someone been more...
Unforgettable In every way, And forever more That's how you'll stay.
That's why, darling, it's incredible That someone so unforgettable Thinks that I am Unforgettable, too.
Recorded By:
Dick Hyman Dinah Washington Sammy Davis Jr. Marvin Gaye Lou Rawls
By Richard A. Whiting, Raymond B. Egan & Gus Kahn 1920
A classic foxtrot composition that became one of the theme songs of the Roaring '20s, as well as the Depression Era. It was introduced on stage in the revue Satires of 1920, but achieved even greater stature on the vaudeville circuit and in recordings. In particular, it has been immortalized by the recording by the great Eddie Cantor, and was even mentioned in F. Scott's Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby. An uplifting ode to carefree living, it both epitomized the Jazz Decade, and raised the spirits of those who fell on hard times afterward.
Lyrics:
Bill collectors gather 'round and rather Haunt the cottage next door Men the grocer and butcher sent Men who call for the rent But within a happy chappy And his bride of only a year Seem to be so cheerful, here's an earful Of the chatter you hear
Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening Ain't we got fun? Not much money, Oh, but honey Ain't we got fun? The rent's unpaid dear We haven't a bus But smiles were made dear For people like us
In the winter in the Summer Don't we have fun Times are bum and getting bummer Still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get children In the meantime, in between time Ain't we got fun?
Just to make their trouble nearly double Something happened last night To their chimney a gray bird came Mister Stork is his name And I'll bet two pins, a pair of twins Just happened in with the bird Still they're very gay and merry Just at dawning I heard
Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening Don't we have fun Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear Don't we have fun We've only started As mommer and pop Are we downhearted I'll say that we're not
Landlords mad and getting madder Ain't we got fun? Times are so bad and getting badder Still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get laid off In the meantime, in between time Ain't we got fun?
When the man who sold 'em carpets told 'em He would take them away They said, "Wonderful, here's our chance Take them up and we'll dance" And when burglars came and robbed them Taking all their silver, they say Hubby yelled, "We're famous, for they'll name us In the pepers today
Night or daytime, it's all playtime Ain't we got fun? Hot or cold days, any old days Ain't we got fun If Wifey wishes To go to a play Don't wash the dishes Just throw them away
Streetcar seats are awful narrow Ain't we got fun? They won't smash up our Pierce Arrow We ain't got none They've cut my wages But my income tax will be so much smaller When I'm laid off, I'll be paid off Ain't we got fun?
Recorded By:
Peggy Lee Doris Day Eddie Cantor Rosemary Clooney Bing Crosby
Featured in the very short-lived Broadway revue Chamberlain Brown's Scrap Book, this aching ballad was introduced on stage by Ina Hayward, but later became a jazz favorite after Freddie Berrens and his orchestra brought the song to radio. Although the show it came from may have been a flop, the song lives on as a rare treat to be discovered by fans of the Great American Songbook.
Lyrics:
Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby, In the sunny south when I was a tot so high, And now that I have grown And myself alone.
Cradle me where southern skies can watch me with a million eyes, Oh sing me to sleep, Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heavens blue and let me dream a dream or two, Oh sing me to sleep, Lullaby of the leaves.
Im breezing along, along with the breeze, Im hearing a song, a song thru the trees, Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh. That pine melody caressing the shore familiar to me, Ive heard it before ooh ooh ooh ooh.
Thats southland, dont I feel it in my soul, And dont I know Ive reached my goal, Oh sing me to sleep, Lullaby of the Leaves.
Recorded By:
Keely Smith Chet Baker Ella Fitzgerald Benny Goodman Anita O'Day
The ultimate ode to the glitz and glamor of stage and screen, penned by one of America's most cherished composers, and a man who knew its allure perhaps better than just about anyone. The song was the centerpiece of Berlin's musical Annie Get Your Gun, in which it was introduced by Ray Middleton, Marty May and of course the great Ethel Merman in the starring role of Annie Oakley. It has since become one of Berlin's most cherished standards, a rousing anthem to the business of entertainment.
Lyrics:
There's no business like show business like no business I know Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are stealing that extra bow
There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low Even with a turkey that you know will fold, you may be stranded out in the cold Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold, let's go on with the show
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they do but no applause. They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye for anything theatrical and why?
There's no business like show business and I tell you it's so Traveling through the country is so thrilling, standing out in front on opening nights Smiling as you watch the theater filling, and there's your billing out there in lights
There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low Angels come from everywhere with lots of jack, and when you lose it, there's no attack Where could you get money that you don't give back? Let's go on with the show
(There's no business like show business like no business I know) You get word before the show has started that your favorite uncle died at dawn Top of that, your pa and ma have parted, you're broken-hearted, but you go on
(There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low) Yesterday they told you you would not go far, that night you open and there you are Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star, let's go on with the show!!
Recorded By:
Bernadette Peters Judy Garland Susannah McCorkle Betty Hutton Frank Sinatra
I'm breaking my two-months silence for a bit of a break from the usual routine here... to bring you this video which has been blowing my mind lately. It's from Tony Bennett's brand-new Duets II album, and features the greatest living traditional pop vocalist teaming up with none other than today's hottest pop sensation, Lady Gaga, for a rendition of Rodgers & Hart's "The Lady Is a Tramp".
I never would've imagined I'd like this as much as I do, but it cannot be denied that Ms. Gaga indeed has some talent! Honestly, her voice here reminds me a bit of Keely Smith and Anita O'Day. It just goes to prove what I've said in the past--that today's vocalists are often extremely talented, yet sabotage themselves with sub-par material in order to sell records. When given some quality standards to work with, they finally demonstrate what they really can do.
Enjoy! And congratulations to Mr. Bennett for staying in the mix all these years... I can't believe the Red Hot Chili Peppers stunt on the MTV Music Video Awards was nearly two decades ago...
A tribute to the finest genre of popular music in history, pop's direct link to the classical tradition, and one of our nation's most important contributions to world culture, the Great American Songbook. Each day (more or less), I spotlight a different popular standard. And yes, I'm straight. So is your grandfather. He loves this music, too--just ask him!