[Words by Irving Berlin, Music by George W. Meyer] [1st VERSE:] Some folks who are stout Worry, there's no doubt Doctors come and shout: "Cut your eating out" I just have to grin At that double chin Really, it's a sin They could all be thin [REFRAIN:] It's very simple if you care to try it A million people are reducing by it You needn't bother 'bout a silly diet Try a One-Step or a Fox-Trot Go right ahead and eat a great big luncheon I guarantee that you will soon have one chin Instead of two or three Just take a tip from me Dance and grow thin [2nd VERSE:] Throw your diet book In the nearest brook Chase that weary look Fox-trot with your cook Starving is abuse There is no excuse You can all reduce Your... well, what's the use?
[1st VERSE:] We know you love your land of liberty We know you love your U.S.A. But if you want the world to know it Now's the time to show it Your Uncle Sammy needs you one and all Answer to his call [REFRAIN:] For your country and my country With millions of real fighting men It's your duty and my duty To speak with the sword, not a pen If Washington were living today With sword in hand he'd stand up and say For your country and my country I'll do it all over again [2nd VERSE:] America has opened up her heart To ev'ry nationality And now she asks of ev'ry nation Their appreciation It makes no diff'rence now from where you came We are all the same
[1st VERSE:] I've often wandered down To dreamy Chinatown The home of Ching-a-ling It's fine! I must declare But now I'm going where I can see the real, real thing [REFRAIN:] I'll soon be there In a bamboo chair For I've got my fare From here to Shanghai Just picture me Sipping Oo-long tea Served by a Chinaman Who speaks a-way up high ("Hock-a-my, Hock-a-my") I'll eat the way they do With a pair of wooden sticks And I'll have Ching Ling Foo Doing all his magic tricks I'll get my mail From a pale pig-tail For I mean to sail From here to Shanghai [2nd VERSE:] I'll have them teaching me To speak their language, gee! When I can talk Chinese I'll come home on the run Then have a barr'll of fun Calling people what I please
[1st VERSE:] When the morn bids me rise And I open my eyes I begin with a sweet thought of you Then the rest of the day While at work or at play I'm thinking, just thinking of you [REFRAIN:] How can I forget When there's so much to remember? Your smiling face, your fond embrace Your voice so sweet and tender After all these years I'm afraid I love you yet When there's so much to remember How can I forget? How can I forget? [2nd VERSE:] Through the heart-breaking years I have smiled through my tears To have met you is well worth the pain Though we've drifted apart You'll remain in my heart As long as my heart will remain
If I had my way, I'd live among the gypsies If I had my way, that's where I'd love to stay They'd call me "nobody's child" I'd hear the call of the wild I'd love to stop at farms and stretch my arms And breathe the new-mown hay If I had my way, I'd travel with the gypsies Where they laugh and play and ev'rything's okay I'd love to give my face a coat of tan Trav'lin' thru the country in a caravan all day If I had my way
[1st VERSE:] [Tony:] I lik-a you, Marie [Marie:] I lik-a you, Tony [Tony:] We gonna mak-a marriage soon [Marie:] Mak-a da nice-a honeymoon [Tony:] After I marry you [Marie:] What are you gonna do? [1st REFRAIN:] [Tony:] I'll tak-a you back with me Back to sunny Italy [Marie:] That's where I would like to be In the old country [Tony:] Across the sea [Marie:] No more you make the organ grind [Tony:] I leave the org' behind [Marie:] I'll cook spaghetti [Tony:] That's very good, Eddie [Marie:] The nice Italian kind [Tony:] We'll raise-a da family [Marie:] They will look like you and me [Tony:] How many we have, Marie? [Marie:] One, two or three [Tony:] Plenty enough for me [Marie:] What will we do with the monk'? They'll never let him pass [Tony:] We'll give the monk to Missus Vernon Cas' [Both:] And sail back to sunny Italy [2nd VERSE:] [Tony:] We'll have a little wop [Marie:] Someone to call you "pop" [Tony:] He'll look-a like his daddy did [Marie:] Gee! but he'll be a homely kid [Tony:] We'll call-a him Tony [Marie:] Maybe he'll be a she! [alternate lines in 2nd REFRAIN:] [Tony:] We'll tell-a da family [Marie:] They must never cross the sea [Tony:] The money in this country [Marie:] Is not so free [Tony:] As it's supposed to be [Marie:] We'll say the barber shop business, it never pays [Tony:] Ev'ryone here, they use the safety raz' [Both:] So we came to sunny Italy
["By Irving Berlin, Edgar Leslie & Geo. W. Meyer"] [1st VERSE:] Peace has always been our pray'r Now there's trouble in the air War is talked of ev'rywhere Still in God we trust We're not looking for any kind of war But if fight we must [REFRAIN:] It's up to you! What will you do? England or France may have your sympathy Or Germany But you'll agree That Now is the time To fall in line You swore that you would so be true to your vow Let's all be Americans now [2nd VERSE:] Lincoln, Grant and Washington They were peaceful men each one Still they took the sword and gun When real trouble came And I feel somehow, they are wond'ring now If we'll do the same
[1st VERSE:] I know a certain young fellow Who's filling people with joy How would you like to say "hello" To this remarkable boy? Ev'ryone's talking about him He's been the topic for days He's just a winsome gent With an instrument that plays I'd like to have you meet him [REFRAIN:] Shake hands with Mister Jazz himself He took the saxophone from off the shelf And when you hear him play You'll say that he's been taking lessons up in Heaven That dreamy moan is his own 'riginality He knows a strange sort of change in a minor key I don't know how he does it But when he starts to play the blues He's like a messenger of happy news No one else could ever do it as My friend, Mister Jazz [2nd VERSE:] I never cared about discords They never cared about me But when I listen to his chords We both agree to agree He's not a Wagner or Verdi He's not a classy highbrow He's just a boy who has Put the joy in jazz and now I'd like to have you meet him
[1st VERSE:] I never felt so happy before A little rascal knocked at my door It's Cupid that I'm speaking of I'm in love So in love I must confess that right from the start I went and lost my heart [REFRAIN:] Wait till you see me with my sweetie Showing her off to the crowd Looking so dreamy at my sweetie Feeling so terribly proud She makes a specialty Of looking good to me She ought to be right in Tiffany's window She's a jewel, I know that you'll agree Wait till I'm married to my sweetie How happy I'll be I've got the bungalow paid for I've had it 'specially made for My sweetie Sweetie, eetie, eetie My sweetie and me [2nd VERSE:] You've seen an exhibition where they Charge you a large admission to stay I mean the paintings that they show Fine, I know But don't go I've got a picture and it's a treat You needn't buy a seat
[1st VERSE:] Ev'ry time I see you sitting in your lady's lap My heart fills up with sympathy for you I am pretty sure that you would be a far more happy chap If you could do what other doggies do They say it's blissful to be dumb and if that's really so I'm mighty glad that ignorance is bliss It's better that they meant you to be dumb because I know 'Twould break your heart if you knew what you miss [1st REFRAIN:] You've never had a horseshoe or a can tied to your tail You never yet have stuck your nose into a garbage pail You're not allowed to chase the cat around the place Or come home in the evening with a lovely dirty face While all the other human dogs go 'round without a care A-hunting for their breakfast and their dinner here and there They feed you indigestion from a Plaza bill of fare Poor little rich girl's dog [2nd VERSE:] Ev'ry day an English butler dolls you up in style And you and Madam motor off to tea Then you have to sit up straight and look your very grandest while Your Mistress lies about your pedigree They pick you out a "soul mate" that they purchase at the store You're not allowed to choose your future wife You have to marry someone that you never met before My God, but you do lead a rotten life [2nd REFRAIN:] You've never sunk your teeth into a hobo's trouser patch They chase the fleas so you can't have a good old-fashioned scratch You're not allowed to "greet" a dog upon the street The straight and narrow path for yours, you can't be indiscreet You don't know what it means to find a great big juicy bone Your Mistress doesn't think it right to let you out alone Her husband who wears corsets has to be your chaperone Poor little rich girl's dog
[1st VERSE:] Once a boy met a man who was famous Filled with envy the boy sadly sighed "Oh, how happy I'd be If such fame smiled on me" Then the famous man replied [REFRAIN:] The road that leads to fortune and fame Is paved with gold in your dreams But after you've journeyed and reached your aim It seldom is all that it seems To have, to hold, to love and caress Is all we can ask from above For the road that leads to happiness Is the road that leads to love [2nd VERSE:] On the highway of love ev'ry milestone Is an Angel from Heaven above All the world will be bright If you turn to the right To the road that leads to love
[1st VERSE:] Little girlie, you look sad I'm afraid you're feeling bad Because he's leaving But stop your grieving, little girl He don't want you to feel blue For it's not the thing to do It will soon be over Then he'll come marching back to you [REFRAIN:] Smile and show your dimple You'll find it's very simple You can think of something comical In a very little while Chase away the wrinkle Sprinkle just a twinkle Light your face up Just brace up and smile [2nd VERSE:] Little girlie, don't you know That your pearly teeth will show If you start smiling So keep on smiling, little girl You can cut your cares in half If you only try to laugh Look into my cam'ra I'm goin' to take your photograph
[1st VERSE:] When I left the old folks Down in Dixieland From that very moment I could understand Why they put two I's in Dixie When they spell that word Here's the simple reason It's the best you've ever heard [REFRAIN:] There are two I's in Dixie D-I-X-I-E Two eyes in Dixie Always watching me And while I'm straying By day and night They keep on saying "Turn to the right" Makes no diff'rence where I wander Or where I happen to be I simply can't go wrong Because the whole day long There are two eyes in Dixie watching me [2nd VERSE:] Ev'ry night you'll find me With a pen in hand Writing them a letter Down in Dixieland I can see two eyes in Dixie Reading what I write And I ask their blessing When I say my pray'rs each night
[VERSE:] I've been a traveling chap Traveled all over the map From London to Jamaica Where they make the ginger snap I've seen America through Right down to Kalamazoo And talking 'bout America Let me say to you [REFRAIN:] There's something nice about the South A paradise is 'way down South It seems that nowadays They love to sing it's praise A song of Dixie lingers in ev'ry singer's mouth There's something sweet about their ways The girls you meet are oh! so diff'rent Tennessee, Florida, Alabam' Fav'rite children of Uncle Sam There's something nice about the South
[VERSE:] Grandma is seventy-four Grandpa is eighty or more Through all sorts of weather Those dear souls grew old together Oft-times like children at play I hear grandpa say: [REFRAIN:] Wasn't it yesterday When I first met you? Wasn't it yesterday When you became my bride? I drove to town in a hack And brought the minister back To your father's rickety shack Where the knot was tied It seems but yesterday And now we're old and gray When you're in love How the time does fly!
[1st VERSE:] Butterfly, you're like a butterfly, baby vampire Thro' the year, you're sipping honey here and there Your love is like a blushing rose It just comes and goes Butterfly, you're just a butterfly, With your string of helpless beaux [REFRAIN:] Whose little heart are you breaking now, little butterfly? Who is the one that you're shaking now, little butterfly? Who keeps on ringing Your telephone, one-two-three-four? Who keeps on singing "What do you want to make those eyes at me for?" Who sends you candy and flowers now, little butterfly? Spending above what his folks allow I wonder whose feelings you're hurting When he catches you flirting Whose little heart are you breaking now? [2nd VERSE:] Seems to me, you're like a bumblebee, baby vampire Buzzing 'round, but never settling down, that's you! Why don't you give up stinging hearts? Don't you know it smarts? Taking them and simply breaking them In a thousand diff'rent parts?