Make mine music  |  The Martin and the Coys  |  Latotanssi 1  |  Latotanssi 2  |  The Martin and the Coys (reprise)  |  Blue Bayou  |  All the cats join in  |  Without you  |  Casey at the bat  |  Two silhouettes  |  Johnny Fedora and Alice Blue Bonnet  |  The whale who wanted to sing at the met

 

Make mine music

Make mine music
make mine music
and my heart will sing
make mine music
and it’s always spring
all the world goes romancing
when melody fills the night
and even the stars go dancing
to the music of the moonlight

Make mine music
and I’ll dream of you
make mine music
and the dream comes true
music will play the shadows away
when everything seems to go wrong
so make mine music
and life will be a song
make mine music

 

The Martin and the Coys

Gather round me, children, and I’ll tell a story
of the mountains in the days when guns was law
When two families got disputin'
it was bound to end in shootin'
so just listen and I'll tell you what I saw.

Saw… saw… saw… saw… saw… saw…
Oh, the Martins and the Coys they was reckless mountain boys
and they took up family feudin' when they'd meet.
- Every durn time!
They could shot each other quicker than it took your eye to flicker
they could knock a squirrel's eye out at 90 feet

All their fightin' started one bright Sunday morning,
- I remember!
Cos old Grandpa Coy was full of mountain dew-ew-ew
-Hic!
Dew-ew-ew
- Hic!
Dew-ew-ew-ew….
-Hic!
Just as quiet as a church mouse
he stole into the Martin's henhouse
Cos the Coys, they needed eggs for breakfast too.

After that they started out to fight in earnest
and they scarred the mountains up with shot and shell
there was uncles, brothers, cousins
why, they bumped them off by dozens
just how many bit the dust is hard to tell

Oh, the Martins and the Coys they were reckless mountain boys
at the art of killin’ they became quite deft
- Mighty deft
they all knowed they shouldn’t do it
but before they hardly knew it
one each side they only had one person left

Now, the sole remaining Martin was a maiden
and as pretty as a picture was this Grace
while the one survivin’ boy
- Was the handsome Henry Coy
and the folks all knew they’d soon meet face to face

So they finally met upon a mountain pathway
and Henry Coy, he aimed his gun at Grace
- Right at Grace
- He was set to pull the trigger when he saw her pretty figure
You could see that love kicked him in the face

Oh, the Martins and the Coys they were reckless mountain boys
but they say their ghostly cussin’ gives you chills
cos the hatchet sure was buried when sweet Grace and Henry married
it broke up the best durn feud in these here hills

 

Latotanssi 1

Way down yonder, not far off,
a jay bird died with the whoopin’ cough
do si do, little more dough,
chocken in the bread pan pickin’ out dough
”Granny, will your dog bite?”,
”No, child, no, he lost his teeth a long time ago”
now swing your partners
and promenade the hall
same old road, same old train
watch that monkey walk that rail

 

Latotanssi 2

Now first couple out to the right
go round that couple and take a peek
come back to the centre and shake your feet

round that couple and peek once more
back in the centre and circle four
swing your partner and call your hound
right foot up and left foot down
bottom of your foot make a hole in the ground
now you’re tall with a smile
once and a half and go hog wild
sooey, hog, sooey!

 

The Martin and the Coys (reprise)

Now you may think that this is where the story ended
but I’m tellin’ you them ghosts don’t cuss no more
Cos since Grace and Henry wedded they fight worse than all the rest did
and they carry on the feud just like before

 

Blue Bayou

Nainen:
Roll along, blue bayou
through the silv’ry foam
in the deep where sleepy shadows roam

While we roll, blue bayou
in your dreamy light
memories echo in my heart tonight

Mies:
I hear the echo of  our song of love
murmuring low (Murmuring, murmuring low)
and here am I still haunted by
the ghost of long ago

Nainen:
Roll along, blue bayou
through the silv’ry foam
roll the blue and sleepy shadows home

Roll along, blue bayou
through the silv’ry foam
in the deep where sleepy shadows roam

While we roll, blue bayou
in your dreamy light
memories echo in my heart tonight

Roll along, blue bayou
through the silv’ry foam
roll the blue and sleepy shadows home
Roll along, blue bayou
through the silv’ry foam
roll the blue and sleepy shadows home
across the blue moon

 

All the cats join in

Hop in the old jalop and
Head for the malted shop and
All the cats join in

Down goes my last two bits
Comes up one banana split
And all the cats join in

Drop your jack in the old jukebox
Play your favorite disc
When you dance with the bobby socks
You dance at your own risk
Rip, everybody swing
Yes, swing till the rafters ring
and all the cats join in

Dom-di da-da-da-di
Fliddly-boom fiddly-boom dompitty-di
Rinky-tinky-tinky di-di-di
Bop-tu-di-du-dada ba-du-si-su…
Yay!

Rafters ringing, how they’re swinging
All the cats join in

 

Without you

I’m so lonely and blue
When I’m without you
I don’t know what I’d do
Sweetheart, without you
The joy and tears that love endears
Would have no meaning
If I didn’t have you
To keep me dreaming

At the close of each day
When I’m without you
And my heart kneels to pray
I pray about you
You take a star
And lead it far away from heaven
And the star will be lost
As I’m lost without you

At the close of each day
When I’m without you
And my heart kneels to pray
I pray about you
You take a star
And lead it far away from heaven
And the star will be lost
As I’m lost without you

 

 

Casey at the bat

Oh, what a lark to ride out to the park
And just to see Casey
They travel for miles and they stand in the aisles
And just to see Casey
The ladies don’t understand baseball a bit
They don’t know a strike from a foul or a hit
But when they see Casey the game has got it
Casey, the pride of them all

Ohhhhhhhhh, the outlook wasn’t brilliant
For the Mudville Nine that day
The score was four to two
With but one inning left to play

Oh, Casey’s the guy with his eye on the ball
But mostly the ladies
Casey’s the guy who’s the idol of all
But mostly the ladies
Casey is mighty and manly
Casey’s a dangerous gent

Egad, when he goes to bat hang on to your hat
He’s batting a thousand percent with the ladies
Oh, Casey has nerve and he knows every curve
He’s no hokey-pokey
He gets away with that old double play
He’s sure okey-dokey

He makes all the ladies go ga ga, it’s true
No wonder they swoon when he comes into view
He was the Sinatra of 1902
Casey, the pride of them all

Somewhere in this favoured land
The sun is shining bright (Ah, yes)
Somewhere bands are playing sweet
And somewhere hearts are light
Somewhere men are laughing
A-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Somewhere children shout
Casey, the pride of them all!

 

 

Two silhouettes

Two silhouettes
Together in the afterglow
Two silhouettes
Become as one when lights are low

And with the night slumbering on
We’ll build a dream for two
A perfect dream set to a theme
Lovely as you

Two hearts on fire
Will soon inspire the stars to dance
The flames that stray
Will light the way to our romance
And when I hold you in my arms
To my heart’s delight
Two silhouettes will drift away into the night

Two hearts on fire
Will soon inspire the stars to dance
The flames that stray
Will light the way to our romance
And when I hold you in my arms
To my heart’s delight
Two silhouettes will drift away into the night
Will drift away into the night

 

Johnny Fedora and Alice Blue Bonnet

Johnnie Fedora met Alice Blue bonnet
In the window of a department store
’Twas love at first sight
And they promised one night
They’d be sweethearts for evermore

Johnnie would serenade Alice
Toora-lay, Toora-li, Toora-lu
He sang of a beautiful palace
Of a beautiful hatbox for two

But Johnnie Fedora lost Alice Blue bonnet
To a patron of the department store
Her beauty was sought by
The girl she was bought by
For twenty-three ninety-four

Johnnie, o Johnnie
Your Alice Bluebonnet
Will always be waiting for you
So don’t give up hoping
And don’t give up dreaming
For true love will come smiling through

Johnnie Fedora was lonely and stranded
In the window of the department store
When, lo and behold
He was suddenly sold
And his heart became gay once more

Johnnie sang out like a robin
Toora-lay, Toora-li, Toora-lu
To strangers he’d come up a-bobbin’
Oh, I thought you were someone I knew

He looked for her uptown and cross town and downtown
From the Brooklyn Bridge to the Jersey shore
It all seemed in vain
Till he heard the refrain
Of the song Alice sang of yore

Johnnie, o Johnnie
Your Alice Bluebonnet
Will always be waiting for you
So don’t give up hoping
And don’t give up dreaming
For true love will come smiling through

Johnnie kept yearning, he kept on returning
To the window of the department store
His voice became hushed he was literally crushed
And it started to rain and pour

Each place he went he kept calling
Toora-lay, toora-li, toora-lu
la la laa
His spirits kept falling and falling
For his Alice was nowhere in view
But, hey-noni-noni, an ice man found Johnnie
And he cut him to fit on his horse’s ears
’Twas done without malice
For beside him was Alice
And they lived on for years and years

You Johnnie Fedoras
You Alice Bluebonnets
Whenever you find yourself blue
You’ll find it’s June in December
If you’ll just remember
That true love will come smiling through
That true love will come smiling through

 

 

The whale who wanted to sing at the met

Ohhhhhh….. this is how it all began
Just a little back page item about a voice that sang at sea
And then this fantastic news appeared on the front page
And then in screaming headlines

Extra! Read all about it! Paper!

- A singing whale
- Whaddaya know?
- Imagine that
- I don’t believe it
- I don’t believe it
- For who ever heard of an operatic whale?
- I don’t believe it
- I don’t believe it

And headline followed headline
Then doctors and experts
And men of anatomical biology
Debated and argued
And quoted ichthyology
Impossible! Preposterous!
We savagely deny it
- Magnificent! Miraculous! We certainly certify it

And even the great impresario
Of the grand opera
Raised an eyebrow
And tried and tried to figure it out

- Hmmm, this whale, she’s maybe swallowed an opera singer. That’s it! This whale, she’s a-swallowed an opera singer! I find-a the great Signor Donatelli in-a the fish market. I discovered the great Lilli Garli in-a the honky-tonky. Why not I find-a the opera singer in-a the belly of a whale, huh? I do it!

Oh, get-a me a great big schooner
And get-a me a good harpooner
Photographers and reporters from all the newspapers
Publicity, publicity, publicity

- Publicity, yes. But to Whitey the seagull, it was opportunity – the big opportunity for his friend Willie the whale. There was no time to lose. He must bring these two together. Well, there was Tetti-Tatti now. And Tetti-Tatti was in for a wonderful surprise. Because Willie hadn’t swallowed any opera singer, he could really sing. Listen.

Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’, shortnin’
Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’ bread
Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’g, shortnin’
Mamma’s little baby loves shortning bread

Two little chillum, lyin’ in bed
One of ‘em sick and the other ‘most dead
Called for the doctor, the doctor said
”Feed them chillum on shortnin’ bread”

Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’, shortnin’
Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’ bread
Mamma’s little baby loves shortnin’g, shortnin’
Mamma’s little baby loves shortning bread

- And all these years of casting his “Shortnin’ Bread” upon the waters, now at last success lay just over the waves. Willie! Willie, look! That’s you, Willie! He’s looking for you! It’s your big opportunity. Willie’s going to be a great star. Our Willie, going to sing grand opera.

Good-bye, my friends, I’m off to be discovered
Fa la-la-la la-la-la la-la-la-laaaaa
I’m off to be discovered

- At last, the long years of patient waiting, the endless hours of faithful practice were about to be rewarded. As Willie sped to his audition he wondered what to sing for his opening number. What would impress this impresario? How about a bit of “Figaro”? Yes, sure, “Figaro”.