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Steve March Tormé CDs & Video Available Online
Find Steve March Torme on Amazon.com
DISCOGRAPHY
So Far | Swingin at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille | The Essence of Love
The Night I Fell for You | Tormé Sings Tormé DVD
SO FAR
A compilation of the best of his first 3 CDs
is now available at Amazon.com
or you can order an autographed copy
Click on the album cover to hear excerpts from this entertaining CD
Swingin at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
Start with something simple, add a dash of swing
Get that bassman walkin’, let him do his thing
And it’s all in the form of the verse, now that you’ve written the first
Some may call this “bebop”, I’d say it’s almost the blues
Once you get your rhythm, find a hip melody
Play it slow and soulful or racy as can be
And the words are important as well if you’ve got a story to tell
Now mix it all together and I’d say it’s almost the blues
Clear out a path and call it a bridge, turn the lights down low
Bring in a horn, play it in “C” and let that bad boy blow
Think about your woman, how she done you wrong
How your baby left you and why you wrote this song
Maybe she wasn’t your type, maybe she wasn’t too bright
You’ll soon find another and that’s why it’s almost the blues
Clear out a path, call it a bridge, turn the lights down low
Bring in a horn, play it in “C” and let your fancy flow
Now you’ve got the story, now you know the form
Play it loose and easy or make it soft and warm
And now that we’ve got to the end, the message is easy to send
Call it anything you want to, I’d say it’s almost the blues
Call it anything you want to, I’d say it’s almost the blues
I’d say it’s almost the blues
Words & Music: Irving Berlin
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
Blue days, all of them gone
Nothing but blue skies from now on
Words & Music: Cole Porter
We love each other so deeply, that I ask you this sweetheart Why must we quarrel ever?
Why can't we be enough clever Never to part?
Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know.
Think so little of me, they allow you to go.
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to Minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.
Words & Music: Steve March-Torme
No matter what ou might've read, no matter what your mama said
Don't throw away that big, brass bed 'cuz everybody's doin' it
Go on and take a look around, just listen for that rockin' sound
You'll feel a shakin' in the ground 'cuz everybody's doin' it
Don't matter if you're kinda shy, no figuring the reasons why
Just the way it's always been since everyone's been rubbin' skin
So, all you chicks and all you cats, I'm tellin' you it's where it's at
Consummate the final act, everybody's doin' it
When centipedes go out to play, they do it 'bout a thousand ways
And if you're at a petting zoo, I'm sure you'll want to do it too
So don't vacillate, don't hesitate, grab your mate and don't be late
Get in line to swing that vine, everybody's doin' it
Don't take no special rules to play, don't need no map to find your way
They say it makes the world go 'round, I'd say it's more like up and down
So all you chicks and all you cats, I'm tellin' you it's where it's at
Consummate the final act, everybody's doin' it, everybody's doin' it
Everybody's doin' it, yeah!
I GOT IT BAD AND THAT AIN'T GOOD
Words & Music: Duke Ellington/Paul Francis Webster
Never treats me sweet and gentle the way she should
I got it bad and that ain't good
My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out, just cryin' my heart out
Doesn't love me like I love her, no, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good
Like a lonely weepin' willow who's lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good
And the things I tell my pillow, nobody should
I got it bad, I got I bad, and it's no good
Though folks with good intentions, they tell me to save up my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about her, I can't live without her
Lord above, make her love me the way that she should
I got it bad and that ain't good
I got it bad and that ain't good
Words & Music: Harry Warren/Al Dubin
My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you.
Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I Only Have Eyes For You, Dear.
The moon maybe high
but I can't see a thing in the sky,
'Cause I Only Have Eyes For You.
I don't know if we're in a garden,
or on a crowded avenue.
You are here
So am I
Maybe millions of people go by,
but they all disappear from view.
And I Only Have Eyes For You.
Words: Steve March-Tormé
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
Alvarado street dance, latin lover's romance
Could be love at first glance, L.A. late at night
Cruisin' by The Ajax, listenin' to some sweet sax
These are just the cool facts, L.A. late at night
Any time you want to, you can buy a little trouble, I can guarantee you that
Better pay attention, or you're gonna learn a lesson from a slick , gat totin' cat
Sunset to the ocean, pretty folks in motion, if you get the notion, L.A. late at night
Wilshire to La Brea, savvy girls'll play ya, an edgy cop'll nail ya, L.A. late at night
Any time you want to, you can find a little sugar, you can grab a little spice
If you got the money, you can get a little honey in this long, lost paradise
Gold coast margaritas, bad boys packiin' heaters, saucy senoritas, L.A. late at night
Dinner at Puccini's, smoked out Lambourghinis
Blue Saphire martinis, L.A. late at night
Round up all your cronies, strap on both your Roli's
You'll be drinkin Stoli's, L.A. late at night
Any time you need to, you can roll into Maria's for a solid cup 'a joe
Get your motor revvin' as you pull around the corner
And the light screams "Go boy, go!"
If you need some action, if you crave reaction
Join the midnight faction, L.A. late at night
L.A. late at night
Words & Music: Steve March-Torme
Well, I thought I knew my baby, thought I knew her well
Thought I'd see the warnings, I thought that I could tell
If anyone had told me she'd leave me high and dry
I'd tell 'em they were crazy, I'd tell 'em they were high
But the more I think about it, I realize it's true
My baby set me up and then she played me for a fool
Well, I thought I knew the right words, thought I had the moves
Thought I had a concept, I thought that I was smooth
I drove an Austin Healey with flashy silver wheels
I wore a mean Armani with black, Italian heels
But the more I think about, the more I realize
My baby set me up and knocked me right between the eyes
'cuz I'm a loser at love, I'm an easy mark
I never see it comin', I'm always in the dark
Ain't nothing gonna save me, no sign from above
I might as well admit I'm a loser at love
When I was back in high school, I made the swimmin' team
Met a little mermaid, a real beauty queen
I took her to a party and we had a righteous time
We danced the Blue Merangé, I thought that she'd be mine
But when we got to my place she said she had to split
She told me that she'd call me but I knew that that was it
'cuz I'm a loser at love, I'm an easy mark
I never see it comin', I'm always in the dark
Aint' nothing gonna save me, so sign from above
I might as well admit I'm a loser at love
I'm a loser at love, I'm a loser at love, I'm a loser at love
That's right, I'm just a loser at love, oh yeah
Words & Music: Steve March-Torme
I'm talkin' bout cash, talkin' 'bout scratch, talkin'
'bout green, talkin' 'bout dough
All you really got to know if you wanna run the show
You need some pocket personality
Talkin' 'bout bank, talkin' 'bout coin
Talkin' 'bout bucks, a little bit o' luck
If you wanna be the man, you gotta have some in your hand
A little pocket personality
If it's caviar or a long, sleek car that you fancy
Then you'd better have enough
Wanna fly to Rome, buy a brand new home
Best you get yourself some of that stuff
You gotta have a wad, gotta have a roll
Gotta have fare to pay that toll
Wanna make your honey smile, lead her to your credit file
You need some pocket personality
Wanna swing those Pings, wear a diamond ring
I suggest you make a buck or two
Wanna take that girl all around the world,
Here's a list of things that you should do
You gotta get juice, you gotta make hay
You better find yourself a way
If you wanna go in style, you gotta build that money pile
You need some pocket personality
Words & Music: Bobby Troupe
If you ever plan to motor west, travel my way, take the highway that's the best
C'mon and get your kicks on Route 66
It winds from Chicago to L.A., more than two thousand miles all the way
C'mon and get your kicks on Route 66
You'll go through St. Louis, Joplin, Missouri, Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino
Once you get hip to this timely tip, when you make that California trip
C'mon and get your kicks on Route 66
hop in my '53, c'mon and take this road with me
plenty of road ahead, oh my speedo is pushing red
c'mon baby and climb aboard, let's open up this Ford
Words and Music: Kurt Weill
When I was a young man courting the girls, I played such a waiting game
If a gal refused me with a toss of her curls, I'd let the old earth take a couple of whirls
I play her with tears instead of pearls
And as time came around, she came my way, as time came around she came
Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
You ain't got time for the waiting game
And the days dwindle down to a precious few, September, November
And these few golden days I'd share with you
These golden days I'd share with you
Words & Music: Hoagy Carmichael/Mitchell Parish
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
of paradise where roses grew
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
Words & Music: Nat King Cole & I. Mills
A buzzard took a monkey for a ride in the air
The monkey thought that everything was on the square
The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off of his back
But the monkey grabbed his neck and said "now, listen Jack!"
Straighten up and fly right, straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and fly right, cool down poppa, don't you blow your top
Ain't no use in divin', what's the use of jivin'?
Straighten up and fly right, cool down poppa, don't you blow your top
The buzzard told the monkey "you were chokin' me, release your hold
And I will set you free." The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in
The eye and said "Your story's touching but it sounds like a lie!"
SWINGIN' AT THE BLUE MOON BAR & GRILLE
Words: Steve March-Tormé
Music: Steve March-Tormé & Steve Rawlins
Hey there baby, it's your man, callin' with a stylish plan
we're goin' to the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
C'mon dolly, don't say "no", tonight we're gonna go, go, go
swingin' at the blue moon bar & grille
throw on your high heels, I'll swing by in my wheels
tell your mama not to worry none
girl, we're goin' dancin', could be some romancin'
either way we're gonna have some fun
I'll roll by 'bout ten o' five, tonight we're gonna juke and jive
swingin' at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
back in the day, we'd check out Miss Lena
boy, you shoulda seen her strut her stuff
Tormé and Basie, man those nights were crazy
and you know we'd never get enough
(HEY BARTENDER!)
Rye 'n' Seven on the rocks, ain't no need to check your clock
when you're cookin' at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
you can swing your baby out, you can even stomp and shout
when you're swingin' at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
'round about midnight, we'd check out Miss Ella
she'd be singin' "Tiskit a tasket, my basket,"
up on the bandstand, the boys be playin' "Byrdland"
all night long, those cats could really blow . . . GO!!
If there's one thing that I know
If you wanna catch a show, just be at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
Listen to that swingin' beat, you can't help but move your feet
When you're boppin at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
Oh, you're cookin' at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
Everybody's swingin' at the Blue Moon Bar & Grille
Written by Dimitri Tiomkin
When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people hurt us so
Only those in love would know
What a town without pity can do
If we stop to gaze upon a star
People talk about how bad we are
Ours is not an easy age
We're like tigers in a cage
What a town without pity can do
The young have problems, many problems
We need an understanding heart
Why don't they help us, try and help us
Before this clay and granite planet falls apart
Take these eager lips and hold me fast
I'm afraid this kind of joy can't last
How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do
How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do
No, it isn't very pretty what a town without pity can do
SWINGIN AT THE BLUE MOON BAR & GRILLE
Steve's first "jazz/swing" CD, featuring great L.A. sidemen, a smashing duet with his father Mel and an accapella version of "Never, Never Land
This album was sold out but is currently available on Amazon.com
A NIGHTINGALE SANG IN BERKELEY SQUARE
Words & Music: Eric Maschwitz & Manning Sherwin
When true lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legend tells
Songbirds sing, winter turns to spring
Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell
I know such enchantment can be, 'cuz it happened one evening to me
That certain night, the night we met, there was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at The Ritz and a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right and I may be wrong, yet I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me, a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town, poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know that we were so in love? The whole darn world seemed upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars, it was such a romantic affair
And when we kissed and said "goodnight", a nightingale sang in Berkeley,
Nightingale sang in Berkeley, nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
Words & Music: Jules Stein, Betty Comden & Adolph Green
I know a place where dreams are born and time is never planned
No, it's not on any chart, you must find it in your heart, never, never land
It may be miles beyond the moon or right there where you stand
Just keep an open mind and then suddenly you'll find never, never land
You'll have a treasure if you stay there, more precious far than gold
For once you have found your way there, you will never, never grow old
So come with me where dreams are born and time is never planned
Just think of pleasant things and your heart will fly on wings forever
In never, never lands
Words & Music: Cole Porter
Life's great, life's grand
Future, all planned
No more, clouds in the sky
How'm I ridin'? I'm ridin' high
Someone, I love
Mad for, my love
So long, Jonah, goodbye
How'm I ridin'? I'm ridin' high
Floating, on a starlit ceiling
Doting, on the cards I'm dealing
Gloating, because I'm feeling so hap-hap-happy, I'm slap-happy
So ring bells, sing songs
Blow horns, beat gongs
Our love, never will die
How'm I ridin'? I'm ridin' high
Words & Music: Cole Porter, Jimmy McHugh & Ted Koehler
Life's great, life's grand, future all planned
No more clouds in the sky, how's I ridin'? I'm ridin' high!
Someone I love, mad for my love
So long Jonah, goodbye. How'm I ridin'? I'm ridin' high!
Floatin' on a starlit ceiling,m I'm gloatin' 'bout the cards I'm dealin'
Dotin' yeah I'm dotin'. I'm feelin' so happy, I'm slap happy
Ring bells, sing songs, blow horns, beat gongs
Our love will never die, how'm I ridin'? I'm ridin' high!
I'm shootin' high, got my eye on a star in the sky and I'm shootin' high
I will never stop until I make it to the top, tell me why shouldn't I?
You are the one I'm after, you're my lucky star
I'm on a rainbow rafter, climbin' up to where you are
My, it's a climb, it's a time but I'll make it 'cuz I'm shootin' high
Words & Music: Jimmy McHugh & Ted Koehler
I'm shooting high,
Got my eye on a star in the sky,
Shooting high.
I'll never stop till I get to the top,
Tell you why,
Shouldn't I?
You know it's you I'm after,
You're my lucky star.
I'm on a rainbow rafter,
Climbing up to where you are.
I'll have a time,
It's a climb but I'll make it,
Cause I'm shooting high.
Words & Music: Steve March-Tormé
She was eight, you were only ten. She was great even way back then.
Big blue eyes and honey, golden hair. She was so shy, she felt it when you stared
Now you sit and wonder "what ever happened to the girl next door?"
She was ten when you and she first kissed. Who knew then how she'd be so missed?
Funny how time becomes a blur, and ain't it funny how you often think of her
Now you sit and wonder "what ever happened to the girl next door?"
And every summer she'd leave you for awhile
And every summer she'd return with that same, sweet smile
She was there the day you made the team
She walked you home, you told her of your dreams
And every time you'd show up at her door
She'd be there, you couldn't ask for more
Now you sit and wonder, "what ever happened to the girl next door?"
And now she's somewhere far away and new
But not so far from the thoughts that belong to you
Years gone by, you put away your toys
'cuz now you're grown, you're not a little boy
but every single day you realize
in your heart, your first love never dies
so you sit and wonder, "whatever happened
to the girl next door? Where's the girl next door?"
THE ESSENCE OF LOVE
Steve singing some of the most popular and beloved standards of all time.
This album was sold out but is currently available as mp3 downloads on Amazon.com
Words & Music: John Lennon/Paul McCartney
Who knows how long I've loved you
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to I will
And if I ever saw you
I didn't catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same
Love you forever, and forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we're together
Love you when we're apart
And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
OH, you know I will
I will
I'VE GROWN ACCUSTOMED TO HER FACE
Words & music: A.J. Lerner/Fredrick Loewe
I've grown accustomed to her face
She almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune she whistles night and noon
Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I was serenely independent and content before we met
Surely I could always be that way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to her looks, accustomed to her voice
Accustomed to her face
I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget
Rather like a habit one can always break and yet
I've grown accustomed to the trace of something in the air
Accustomed to her face
Words & Music: Cole Porter
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down
So good-bye, good luck, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things
Words & Music: Ted Koehler/Harold Arlen
I have a feelin', it's a feelin' I'm concealin', I don't know why
It's just a mental, incidental, sentimental, alibi
But I adore you, so strong for you
Why go on stallin', I'm fallin', love is callin', why be shy?
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance, why be afraid of it?
Let's close our eyes
And make our own paradise
Little we know of it
Still we can try to make a go of it
Now, we might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be, let our hearts discover
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let's fall in love
Let's fall in love
Let's fall in love
Words & Music: Guy Wood/Robert Mellin
The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze
On the wings of spring
And you appear in all your splendor
My one and only love
The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night
While you're in my arms
I feel your lips so warm and tender
My one and only love
The touch of your hand is like heaven
A heaven that I've never known
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own
You fill my eager heart with such desire
Every kiss you give sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender
My one and only love
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own
You fill my eagle heart with such desire
Every kiss you give sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender
My one and only love
My one and only love
Words & Music: Hoagy Carmichael/Ned Washington
Its not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
Its just the nearness of you
It isnt your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
Its just the nearness of you
When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If youll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you
Words & Music: Richard Rogers/Lorenz Hart
This can't be love, because I feel so well,
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs.
This can't be love; I get no dizzy spells,
My head is not in the skies.
My heart does not stand still, just hear it beat.
This is too sweet to be love.
This can't be love, because I feel so well,
But still I love to look in your eyes.
THE ONE I LOVE BELONGS TO SOMEBODY ELSE
Words & Music: Gus Kahn/Isham Jo
The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I held belong to somebody else
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else
Words & Music: Johnny Mercer/Richard Arlen
Somewhere, some day we'll be close together, wait and see
Oh by the way, this time the dream's on me
You'll take my hand and you'll look at me adoringly
But as things stand, this time the dream's on me
It would be fun to be certain that I'm the one
To know that I supply the shoulder you cry upon
To see you through 'til you're everything you want to become true,
this time the dream's on me
THE NIGHT I FELL FOR YOU
A combination of great standards done with new arrangements and some of Steve & Steve Rawlins' best jazz originals.
This album was sold out but some copies are available on Amazon.com
A LOTTA LOVE FOR YOU
Music: Steve March-Tormé & Steve Rawlins
Ain't got no Ferrari, ain't got no Malibu beach house
Just a '65 jalopy and a lotta love for you
Don't wear no diamond cufflinks, got no place in Hawaii
No t-bills, no lotto prize but a lotta love for you
I gotta lotta, lotta love for you, I got a lotta love
I gotta lotta, lotta love for you my baby, I got a lotta love
I don't shop at Neiman-Marcus, don't use no valet parking
I'm a simple man with a simple plan and a lotta love for you
Ain't got no golden credit and frankly, I can't get it
All I got's the stars above and a lotta love for you
It's the best I can offer, it's all I have
But it comes with a full guarantee
I'll be the charm on your bracelet, your blanket at night
I'll be all that you need me to be
Don't smoke no Cuban stogies, ain't got no hot Jacuzzi
No one night, good time floozie but a lotta love for you
I don't cruise around in limos, I don't fly in fancy circles
I'm a simple guy with a little time and a lotta love for you
No other way to say this, I got no more fancy phrases
All I got's the stars above and a lotta love for you
All I got's the stars above and a lotta love for you
Words & Music: Cole Porter
When suddenly you sight someone for whom you yearn
Ca c'est l'amour
And when to your delight, she loves you in return
Ca c'est l'amour
Then dawns a dreary day, your darling goes away
And all is over you are sure
But oh, when she returns and loves you as before
You take her in your lonely arms and want her even more
Ca c'est l'amour, ca c'est l'amour
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
I've been sittin' here for days, tryin' to think of any way
To get through to you. Please tell me.
What's it gonna take? What am I to make of this mystery, please show me
All I ever want to say is you're mine, so let's find us a way.
'cuz baby I love you, what's a guy supposed to do?
And darliin', you love me too, ain't that true
So honey, let's make this all that it's supposed to be
Darlin', let's make this just you and me
I've been tryin' to figure out, tryin' to get past all the doubts
In this love affair, please help me
Sometimes I feel lost, maybe that's the cost just to get us there
I know that if I knew how to tell you what you need to hear
I'd word it a thousand ways, I'd compose you a letter
And know exactly what to say
Words & Music: Steve March-Torme
Where did I go wrong? What did I do?
How did this one song come out so blue?
I thought that being deeply in love
Was special and precious, what was I thinking of?
It's a melancholy Monday
I feel like a street that's been rained on
And walked on, I feel like somebody's beat
It's a melancholy Monday, the greyest I've known
And my heart hurts from aching, I feel so alone
Where did I lose you? When did you go?
How did I miss this? What didn't I know?
Was I not listening? Was it one thing?
The silence is deafening when the phone doesn't ring
Lucky in love, I thought that was real
If I'm so damn lucky, why is this how I feel?
Maybe I'm foolish to follow my heart
Nobody told me it would come to this part
And if there's a next time, if there's that chance
Perhaps I'll be wiser and sit out that dance
It's a melancholy Monday
It's colder inside than the longest of winters
And there's nowhere to hide
It's a melancholy Monday, with nothing to do
But silently sit here with memories of you
Words & Music: Alan Lerner/Fredrick Loewe
I have often walked down this street before
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before
All at once am I several stories high, knowing I'm on the street where you live
Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour out of every door? No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, that towering feeling, just to know somehow you are near
That overpowering feeling that any second you may suddenly appear
People stop and stare, they don't bother me
For there's nowhere else on earth that I would rather be
Let the time go by, I won't care if I can be here on the street where you live
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
Met a cat named Nat just by stupid chance
I was walking down the street ruminatin' 'bout romance
He must've seen this puzzled look etched upon my face
It's a good thing that I met this cat at this time and place
So I asked this Nat "can you help me sir?"
There's something I'm confused about but I can't find the words
He said "If you can't articulate using simple prose, this always seems to work for me
And this is how it goes."
He said "Skat dat, skat dat, take some good advice. Forget the words, just sing the notes, try it once or twice." So I will.
Met a cat named Nat, luckily for me
Now my days are cavalier, my life is so carefree
I never have to worry 'bout proper words to say
I said "goodbye" to Nat the cat and went upon my way
And now you know the genesis of this very song
If you heed the words of Nat the cat you never will go wrong
Now I skat dat, skat dat, skat dat which I know
Any note wich comes to mind either high or low
I just skat dat, skat dat makes me feel so good
I tip my hat to Nat the cat, he knew that it would
I tip my hat to Nat the cat, he knew that it would
Words & Music: Murray Berlin & Roy Alfred
Gee, it's cozy in the park tonight when you cuddle up and hold me tight
The stars above, they seem to know. We're puttin' on a late, late show
Hear the crazy music in the trees, watch the flowers dancing in the breeze
Old man moon begins to glow, he's joining in the late, late show
And birds that should be dreamin', start in chirpin' a song
While the fireflies are gleamin', we kissed and kissed all night long
Then we amble back to my front door, say "goodnight" and then we kiss some more
I guess you know I like you so, it started at the late, late show
Gee it's great, it must be fate. It started at the late, late shows
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Cliff Hugo
It was a cool, clear night. I remember it well. Sparkling city lights, all blue
And there were stars on high, in a moon bathed sky on the night I fell for you
When I awoke that day, didn't have me a plan, couldn't know my life would change
But by twilight time, I was feelilng sublime on the night I fell for you
I've been here before but it wasn't like this, never felt such a kiss
What a different point of view
And I lost track of the time, there was no reason or rhyme
Still, I went and fell for you
It was a cool, clear night. There were birds in the trees.
In the breeze I heard this song
And then an arrow flew, cupid nailed us two on the night I fell for you
And when I walked you home, I was floating on air, never felt the ground below
And then you stole my heart, it was just the start on the night I fell for you
I'll say it one more time, never knew such a girl in this world could be mine
And I'm so glad I fell for you
Words & Music: Todd Rundgren
When you say goodbye to the love that we knew
This you can be sure of, I will torch on for you, I will carry my torch for you
When you break somebody's heart, nothing much left to do
Howsoever sadly, I will torch on for you, I will carry my torch for you
Somewhere in the back of my heart it's there
And every day it finds me and reminds me
I will bear my cross, I will bear your cross too
I will pine forever, I will torch on for you, I will carry my torch for you
I will carry my torch for you
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
I can hear you calling, I can feel your heat, I can sense the scent you send to me
Swirling like the ocean, sensual and blue, beckoning for me to come to you
Woman as wave you seem to be, pulling me under so easily
I surrender to your arms, to the siren in your song
Swept away buy this wave, with no way to rescue me
Soothing as a tradewind, fickle as a storm, cover me with kisses soft and warm
Dancing on the surface, diamonds on the sea, this is how your eyes appear to me
Woman as wave you seem to be, pulling me under so easily
I have chosen to ignore all the warning signs ashore, for I can't resist you
On the horizon I see,
clouds may surround you and me
Though I seem to be drawn to this red sky at dawn
I've no fear that this water's too deep
Stars reflect the sunlight, moon affects the tides. You affect this heart I've tried to hide
Gentle as the jasmine, blooming in the night, I embrace these arms that hold me tight
Words: Steve March-Torme
Music: Steve March-Torme & Steve Rawlins
You touch me, you kiss me, you hold me, you squeeze me
You woo me but most of all you move me
You tease me, you please me, you stroke me, you provoke me
You pursue me but most of all you move me
Nobody told me love would bounce me off a wall
Grab this boy and throw him for a fall
How lucky I must be, you fell in love with me
Please don't ever wake me from this dream
You pet me, you upset me, you get me, then you let me
You soothe me but most of all you move me
You feel me, you heal me, you take me, you make me
It behooves me to tell you that you move me
You enhance me, entrance me but most of all you move me
TORME SINGS TORME
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It Don't Mean a Thing If it Ain't Got That Swing
The Folks Who Live on the Hill
Words & Music: Mel Torme/Bob W
Some folks were meant to live in clover
but they are such a chosen few
and clovers being green
is something I've never seen
'cause I was born to be blue
When there's a yellow moon above me
they say there's moonbeams I should view
but moonbeams being gold
are something I can't behold
'cause I was born to be blue
When I met you
the world was bright and sunny
when you left the courtain fell
I'd like to laugh
but nothing strikes me funny
now my world's a faded pastel
I guess i'm luckier than some folks
I've known the thrill of loving you
but that alone is more
than I was created for
'cause I was born to be blue
Words & Music: Bob Dorough/Ben Tucker
(Do-do-do)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
I'm comin' home now, right away
(Do-do-do)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
I'm sorry now I ever went away
(Do-do-do-doo - I miss you)
Every night and day, I'm gone stay
I'm comin' home, baby
(Come on home)
Comin' home baby, now
(You know I'm waitin' here for you)
I'm comin' home now, ree-al soon
(You've been gone)
Comin' home baby, now
(You don't know what I'm goin' through)
I'm comin' home I know I'm overdue
(Since you went away - how I feel, too)
S'pect me any day, now real soon (soon)
I'm comin' home
(Come on home)
Comin' home baby, now
(You know I'm prayin' every night)
That everything is gonna be fine
(Please come home)
Comin' home baby, now
(I want to feel you hold me tight)
'C'pect to see me now, anytime
(When I'm in your arms - I'm all right )
When you're in my arms - I'll be fine
I'm comin' home
(Come on home)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(You know I'm counting everyday)
I'm comin' home now, yeah-yeah-yeah!
(Use the phone)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(And baby let me hear you say)
I'm comin' home, you're hearin' what I say
(That you're comin' home - I will lay awake)
And I never will go away
I'm comin' home!
(Come on home)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(You know I'm waitin' at the door)
They can't hold me back now, no-oh-oh more
(I'm alone)
I'm pressin' on, baby now
(And pacing up and down the floor)
Oh hear me holler and hear me roar
(Say you'll be with me)
Gonna be with you ever more (ever more)
I'm comin' home
(Come on home)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(Oh baby, say you're comin' home)
That's what I say, I say I'm comin' home
(Something's wrong)
The road is long, baby now
(You ought to either write or phone)
I'm comin' home and never more to roam
(Baby, tell me you're - comin' home)
Baby, I'm for sure - comin' home
I'm comin' home
(Come on home)
I'm comin' home, baby now
(Come on home)
I'm comin' home, baby now
Words & Music: Alfred Lerner & Fredrick Loewe
I'm getting married in the morning! Ding dong!
The bells are gonna chime. Pull out the stopper!
Let's have a whopper! But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the mornin'
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime.
Girls, come and kiss me;
Show how you'll miss me.
But get me to the church on time!
If I am dancin' Roll up the floor.
If I am whistlin' Whewt me out the door!
For I'm gettin' married in the mornin'
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime.
Kick up an rumpus But don't lost the compass;
And get me to the church, Get me to the church,
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Words & Music: Bronislau Caper & Ned Washington
Lover, one lovely day
Love came planning to stay
Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting
The setting for nights beyond forgetting
And through these moments apart
Mem'ries live in my heart
When I recall the love I found on
I could kiss the ground on
Green Dolphin Street
IT DON'T MEAN A THING IF IT AIN'T GOT THAT SWING
Words & Music: Duke Ellington & Irving Mills
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
verything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
Words & Music: Cole Porter
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit before the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down
So good-bye, good luck, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things
Words & Music: Al Dubin & Harry Warren
Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed,
Gotta sew a button on my vest,
'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best,
Lulu's back in town.
Gotta get a half a buck somewhere,
Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair,
Gotta get myself a boutonniere,
Lulu's back in town.
You can tell all my pets,
All my blondes and brunettes;
Mister Otis regrets
That he won't be aroun'.
You can tell the mailman not to call,
I ain't comin' home until the fall,
And I might not get back home at all,
Lulu's back in town.
Words & Music: Lorenz Hart & Richard Rogers
On the first of May, it is moving day,
Spring is here, so blow your job, throw your job away
Now's the time to trust,
To your wanderlust,
In the city's dust you wait, must you wait
Just you wait.......!
In a mountain greenery,
Where God paints the scenery
Just two crazy people together.
While you love your lover,
Let blue skies, be your coverlet,
When it rains we'll laugh at the weather.
And if you're good, I'll search for wood,
So you can cook... while I stand looking
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery home!
Simple cooking means
More than French Cuisines
I've a banquet planned which is
Sandwiches and beans
Coffee's just as grand
With a little sand
Eat and you'll grow fatter, boy
`smatter boy? Huh, huh! `Atta boy.
In a mountain greenery,
Where God paints the scenery
Just two crazy people together.
How-how-how-how-how we love sequestering
Where no pests are pestering
No dear momma holds us in tether
Mosquitoes here,
Won't bite you dear,
I'll let them sting, me on the finger!
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery,
Far from life's machinery
Bless our mountain greenery home!
Words & Music: Mitchell Parish/Heinz Roemheld
They say, Ruby you're like a dream
Not always what you seem
And though my heart may break when I awake
Let it be so, I only know
Ruby, it's you
They say, Ruby you're like a song
You just don't know right from wrong
And in your eyes I see heartaches for me
Right from the start, who stole my heart?
Ruby, it's you
I hear your voice and I must come to you (must come to you)
I have no choice, so what else can I do ? (what else can I do?)
They say, Ruby you're like a flame
Into my life you came
And though I should beware, still I just don't care
You thrill me so, I only know
Ruby, it's you
Words & Music: Kenneth Casey/ Maceo Pinkard
No gal made has got a shade
On sweet georgia brown,
Two left feet, oh, so neat,
Has sweet georgia brown!
They all sigh, and want to die,
For sweet georgia brown!
I'll tell you just why,
You know i don't lie, not much:
It's been said she knocks 'em dead,
When she lands in town!
Since she came, why it's a shame,
How she cools them down!
Fellas she can't get
Must be fellas she ain't met!
Georgia claimed her, georgia named her,
Sweet georgia brown!
No gal made has got a shade
On sweet georgia brown,
Two left feet, oh, so neat,
Has sweet georgia brown!
They all sigh, and want to die,
For sweet georgia brown!
I'll tell you just why,
You know i don't lie; not much:
All those gifts those courters give,
To sweet georgia brown,
They buy clothes at fashion shows,
With one dollar down,
Oh, boy! Tip your hat!
Oh, joy! She's the cat!
Who's that, mister? 'Tain't a sister!
Sweet georgia brown!
Words & Music: Mel Torme & Bob Wells
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Santa's on his way;
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh.
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you
THE FOLKS WHO LIVE ON THE HILL
Words & Music: Oscar Hammerstein/Jerome Kern
Many men with lofty aims strive for lofty goals.
Others play at smaller games, being simpler souls.
I am of the latter brand. All I want to do
Is to find a spot of land and live there with you.
Someday we'll build a home
On a hilltop high, you and I,
Shiny and new, a cottage that two can fill.
And we'll be pleased to be called
"The folks who live on the hill."
Someday we may be adding
A thing or two, a wing or two.
We will make changes as any family will.
But we will always be called
"The folks who live on the hill."
Our veranda will command a view of meadows green,
The sort of view that seems to want to be seen.
And when the kids grow up and leave us,
We'll sit and look at the same old view, just we two.
Darby and Joan who, used to be Jack and Jill,
The folks like to be called
What they have always been called,
"The folks who live on the hill."
Words & Music: Ralph Blane/Hugh Martin
With my high starched collar and my high top shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head,
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley,
And lost my heart instead.
With his light brown derby and his bright green tie,
He was quite the handsomest of men.
I started to yen, so I counted to ten,
Then I counted to ten again.
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley,
Ding, ding, ding went the bell.
Zing, zing, zing went my heart strings,
From the moment I saw him I fell.
Chug, chug, chug went the motor,
Bump, bump bump went the brake,
Thump, thump, thump went my heart strings,
When he smiled, I could feel the car shake.
He tipped his hat and took a seat.
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet.
He asked my name; I held my breath;
I couldn't speak because he scared me half to death.
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer,
Plop, plop, plop went the wheels,
Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings.
As he started to go, then I started to know
How it feels when the universe reels.
The day was bright, the air was sweet.
The smell of honeysuckle charmed you off your feet.
You tried to sing, but couldn't squeak.
In fact you loved him so you couldn't even speak.
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer,
Plop, plop, plop went the wheels.
Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings.
As he started to leave I took hold of his sleeve
With my hand, and as if it were planned,
He stayed on with me,
And it was grand just to stand
With his hand holding mine
To the end of the line.
Words & Music: Leigh Harline/Ned Washington
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
(Fate is kind, she brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing)
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true
Words & Music: Frank Churchill/Larry Morey
I'm wishing (I'm wishing)
For the one I love
To find me (to find me)
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