Pick Yourself Up

Pick Yourself Up

music by Jerome Kern (left)

lyric by Dorothy Fields (right)

Please teacher, teach me something, nice teacher, teach me something

I'm as awkward as a camel, that's not the worst,

My two feet haven't met yet; but I'll be teacher's pet yet,

'Cause I'm gonna learn to dance or burst.

Nothing's impossible I have found, for when my chin is on the ground,

I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again.

Don't lose your confidence if you slip, be grateful for a pleasant trip,

And pick yourself up, dust yourself off, start all over again.

Work like a soul inspired, till the battle of the day is won.

You may be sick and tired, but you'll be a man, my son!

Will you remember the famous men, who had to fall to rise again?

So take a deep breath, pick yourself up, dust yourself off,

Start all over again.

I'll get some self assurance if your endurance is great.

I'll learn by easy stages if you're courageous and wait.

To feel the strength I want to, I must hang on to your hand,

Maybe by the time I'm fifty I'll get up and do a nifty...

Nothing's impossible I have found, for when my chin is on the ground,

I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again.

Don't lose your confidence if you slip, be grateful for a pleasant trip,

And pick yourself up, dust yourself off, start all over again.

Work like a soul inspired, till the battle of the day is won.

You may be sick and tired, but you'll be a man, my son!

Will you remember the famous men, who had to fall to rise again?

So take a deep breath, pick yourself up, dust yourself off,

Start all over again...

People Will Say We're In Love

People Will Say We're In Love

music by Richard Rodgers (right)

lyric by Oscar Hammerstein II (left)

Don't throw bouquets at me, don't please my folks too much,

Don't laugh at my jokes too much--people will say we're in love!

Don't sigh and gaze at me, your sighs are so like mine,

Your eyes musn't glow like mine--people will say we're in love!

Don't start collecting things (Give me my rose and my glove);

Sweetheart, they're suspecting things--people will say we're in love!

Don't praise my charm too much, don't look so vain with me,

Don't stand in the rain with me--people will say we're in love!

Don't take my arm too much, don't keep your hand in mine.

Your hand looks so grand in mine,

People will say we're in love!

Don't dance all night with me, till the stars fade from above.

They'll see it's all right with me,

People will say we're in love!

Pennies From Heaven

Pennies From Heaven

music by Arthur Johnston (above)

lyric by Johnny Burke (top l-r: Jimmy Van Heusen, Johnny Burke)

A long time ago, a million years B.C., the best things in life were absolutely free.

But no one appreciated a sky that was always blue, and no one congratulated

A moon that was always new.

So, it was planned that they would vanish now and then,

And you must pay before you get them back again.

That's what storms were made for, and you shouldn't be afraid,

For...

Ev'ry time it rains it rains pennies from heaven.

Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven.

You'll find your fortune falling all over town,

Be sure that your umbrella, is upside down.

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers.

If you want the things you love, you must have showers.

So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree,

There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me.

Peel Me A Grape

Peel Me A Grape

music and lyric by Dave Frishberg

Peel me a grape; crush me some ice;

Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow.

Poach me a prawn, talk to me nice;

You gotta wine me and dine me...

Don't try to fool me; bejewel me.

Either amuse me or lose me.

I'm getting hungry; peel me a grape...

Pop me a cork, French me a fry.

Crack me a nut, bring a bowl fulla bon-bons.

Chill me some wine, keep standing by.

Just entertain me, champagne me.

Show me you love me, kid glove me.

Best way to cheer me, cashmere me.

I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape.

Here's how to be an agreeable chap:

Love me and leave me in luxury's lap.

Hop when I holler, skip when I snap.

When I say do it, jump to it...

Send out for a scotch; call me a cab.

Cut me a rose; make my tea with the petals.

Just hang around, pick up the tab.

Never out-think me, just mink me.

Polar bear rug me; don't hug me.

New Thunderbird me, you heard me.

I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape...

Paper Doll

Paper Doll

music and lyric by Johnny S. Black

I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own,

A doll that other fellows cannot steal.

And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes,

Will have to flirt with dollies that are real.

When I come home at night she will be waiting,

She'll be the truest doll in all this world.

I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own

Than have a fickle minded real live girl.

I guess I had a million dolls, or more;

I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er.

I just quarreled with Sue, that's why I'm blue,

She's gone away and left me, just like all dolls do.

I tell you, boys, it's tough to be alone,

And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own.

I'm through with all of them!

I'll never ball again!

Say boy, watcha gonna do?

I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own.

A doll that other fellows cannot steal.

And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes,

Will have to flirt with dollies that are real.

When I come home at night, she will be waiting,

She'll be the truest doll in all this world.

I'd rather have a paper doll that I can call my own,

Than have a fickle minded real live girl.

Out Of This World

Out Of This World

music by Harold Arlen (left)

lyric by Johnny Mercer (right)

You're clear out of this world.

When I'm looking at you I hear out of this world

The music that no mortal ever knew.

You're right out of a book, the fairy tale I read when I was so high.

No armored knight out of a book was more enchanted by a Lorelei than I.

After waiting so long for the right time, after reaching so long for a star,

All at once, from the long and lonely night time and despite time, here you are.

I'd cry out of this world if you said we were through.

So let me fly out of this world and spent the next eternity or two with you.

Only The Lonely

Only The Lonely

music by Jimmy Van Heusen

lyric by Sammy Cahn

Each place I go, only the lonely go, some little small cafe.

The songs I know, only the lonely know,

Each melody recalls a love that used to be.

The dreams I dream, only the lonely dream, of lips as warm as May.

That hopeless scheme, only the lonely scheme, that soon somewhere

You'll find the one that used to care.

And you recall each fun time, those picnics at the beach when love was new,

It well could be the one time, a hopeless little dream like that comes true...

If you find love, hang on with each caress, and never let love go,

For when it's gone, you'll know the loneliness,

The heartbreak only the lonely know...