Saturday, October 15, 2005

Bidin' My Time



Bidin' My Time
music by George Gershwin (left)
lyric by Ira Gershwin (right)

Some fellers like to Tip-Toe Through The Tulips;
Some fellers go on Singin' In The Rain;
Some fellers keep on Paintin' Skies With Sunshine;
Some fellers keep on Swingin' Down The Lane---
But---

I'm bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kinda guy I'm.
While other folks grow dizzy I keep busy---bidin' my time.

Next year, next year, somethin's bound to happen;
This year, this year, I'll just keep on nappin'---

And---bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kinda guy I',,
There's no regrettin' when I'm settin'---bidin' my time.

Some fellers love to Tell It To The Daisies;
Some Stroll Beneath The Honeysuckle Vines;
Some fellers when they've Climbed The Highest Mountain
Still keep a-Cryin' For The Carolines---
But---

I'm bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kinda guy I'm---
Beginnin' on Mond'y right through Sund'y, bidin' my time.

Give me, give me a glass that's full of tinkle;
Let me, let me dream like Rip Van Winkle.
He bided his time, and like that Winkle guy I'm
Chasin' 'way flies, how the day flies---
Bidin' my time!

I'm bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kinda guy I'm---
Stranger, so long, I'll just go 'long bidin' my time.

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