ΣΤΙΧΟΙ ΑΠΟ ΕΝΑ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ ΠΟΥ ΑΓΑΠΗΣΑΜΕ - ΑΓΑΠΑΜΕ ΚΑΙ ΣΙΓΟΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΑΜΕ!

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Jimmie Lunceford and His Orchestra -vocals by Dan Grissom
My Melancholy Baby

Come to me, my melancholy baby,
Cuddle up and don't feel blue;
All your fears are foolish fancies, baby;
You know, dear, that I'm in love with you!

Every cloud must have a silver lining;
Wait until the sun shines through,
So, smile my honey dear,
While I kiss away each tear,
Or else I shall be melancholy, too!

 

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[size=10pt][size=10pt]Al Jolson[/size][/size]
Rock-A-Bye Your Baby With a Dixie Melody

Mammy mine, your little rolling stone that rolled away, rolled away,
Mammy mine, your rolling stone is rolling home today, there to stay!
I want to see your smiling face, smile a welcome smile,
I want to feel your fond embrace, listen, Mammy mine!

Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody,
When you croon, croon a little tune from the heart of Dixie!
Just hang that cradle, Mammy mine,
On the Mason-Dixon line,
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the pull that's in ya.

"Weep No More, My Lady," sing that song again for me,
And "Old Black Joe," just as though you had me on your knee!
A million baby kisses I'll deliver,
If you will only sing that "Swanee River,"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with that Dixie melody.

Rock-a-bye, hush-a-bye, ah, with a Dixie melody,
When you croon, croon a little tune from the heart of Dixie!
Just hang that cradle, Mammy mine,
Right on that Mason-Dixon line,
And swing it from Virginia
To Tennessee with all the pull that's in ya.

Ah, they're playing "Weep No More, My Lady!"
Mammy, sing it again for me,
And "Old Black Joe," just as though you had me on your knee!
A million baby kisses I'll deliver,
If you will, oh please sing the "Swanee River,"
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with that Dixie melody.

 

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[size=10pt]Anna Jones[/size]
Trixie Blues

Woke up this morning,
Blues all around my bed;
Woke up this morning,
Blues all around my bed;
I didn't have my daddy to hold my achin' head.

Now, the blues ain't nothin;
But a woman wants to see her man.
I know the blues ain't nothin',
But a woman wants to see her man.
'Cause everytime my man leaves me, Lord knows I feel so bad.

You can never tell
What's on a brown-skinned man's mind;
You can never tell
What's a brown-skinned man's mind;
He'll be hugging and kissing you, and quitting you all the time.

 

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Louis Jordan
You Run Your Mouth and I'll Run My Business

You catch me beatin' up your chops?
I ought to turn you over to the cops,
But dig this spiel I'm going to lay on you, gate,
Don't cop your broom, park the body and wait.

You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You tell everybody I'm busted,
You talk so much you got me disgusted.
But you run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.

You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You start in tellin' me you're my pal,
And end up tellin' me how to handle my gal,
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.

You run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
Just run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother,
You always tellin' me what to do,
Sayin', "I wouldn't do that if I was you!"
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.

Just clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother,
Clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother,
If I'd followed your advice on how to make dough,
I'd been in the jailhouse long ago.
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother.

 

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Andy Kirk
Blue Illusion

Blue illusion,
Pardon this rude intrusion,
Why did you start by thrilling my heart,
In playing the part of love?

Blue illusion,
Why did you bring confusion?
Why must you stay while love flies away,
To brighten the gray above?

My hopes were high, my heart couldn't wait,
The love couldn't die, it seemed my fate,
But love went past, your spell was fast,
I beg you to depart for you can't last!

Blue illusion,
Why bring a sad conclusion?
Take wings of flight, back into the night,
And give me the right to love.

Blue illusion,
Why bring a sad conclusion?
Take wings of flight, back into the night,
And give me the right to love.
Give me the right to love!

 

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Ruth Ladson
Windy City Blues

When I was down in Georgia, reading the Chicago news,
Say, when I was down in Georgia, reading the Chicago news,
Now, I wasn't satisfied; I got those Windy City blues.

Then I came up out of Georgia, green as I could be,
I met a Chicago woman; she said, "Come and go with me."
She asked me if I had any money, but was I broke as I could be.

She said, "Look here, young woman, you're young and I am so old,
And you're in dear old Chicago, where there's plenty of gold,
You'll have to use your head to get it; there's easy ways I've been told."

When we get up to her house, up on the second floor,
I saw the head of a man, peepin' from every door;
I said, "You better get me outa here
Before it is too late, too late, too late.
Just the sight of all these men gives me the belly-ache."

I've got those Windy City blues, blue as I can be.
I've got those Windy City blues, blue as I can be.
'Cause all those Chicago men have made a doggone fool of me.

 

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Frank Marvin
Then Someone's In Love

When two hearts are one, dear,
Then someone's in love,
Then your life's begun, dear,
For you know you've found your real sweetheart.

Take her in the moonlight,
Hold her and enfold her tightly,
When you whisper pretty love songs,
Then someone's in love.

 

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Billy Massey
Sugar Blues

I got those sugar blues,
Everybody's singing those sugar blues,
The whole town is ringing;
My lovin' mama, sweet as she can be,
But the doggone gal turned sour on me!

I'm so unhappy, I feel so bad,
I could lay me down and die;
You can say what you choose,
But I'm all confused;
I've got those sweet, sweet sugar blues,
More sugar,
I got those sweet, sweet sugar blues!

 

[aporw...]

Re: Στίχοι αγαπημένων μας τραγουδιών!!!

Στο άδειο μου πακέτο απόψε μπήκες
δεν ξέρω τι ζητάς και αν το βρήκες
Αχ!να 'σουνα τσιγάρο τελευταίο
γουλια-γουλια μαζι σου να τα λέω

Μα τι να πώ, που 'μαι στεγνός
απο ψιλά και απο παρέα
και σ'αγαπώ
γιατί είσαι άπιαστη σαν όλα τα ωραία
Τι να σου πώ
άδειο βαγόνι το μυαλό μου αραγμένο
το σ'αγαπώ
πάνω στου μπράτσου μου χαράζω την πληγη
και δεν μπορώ
να μην σε δώ ούτε να μην σε περιμένω
που δεν μπορείς ν'ακολουθήσεις
τη δική μου τη φυγή

Δεν ξέρω λόγια όμορφα να δίνω
κι αν τα 'θελες σε μένα
μην τα ψάξεις
Εδώ που είμαι άσε με να μείνω
χωρίς να προσπαθήσεις
να μ' αλλάξεις

Μα τι να πώ στο περιθώριο
που ζώ φυλακισμένος
το σ'αγαπώ μοιάζει με λέξη
που τη λέει μεθυσμένος
Τι να σου πώ
άδειο βαγόνι το μυαλό μου αραγμένο
Το σ'αγαπώ
πάνω στου μπράτσου μου χαράζω την πληγή
και δεν μπορώ
να μην σε δώ ούτε να μην σε περιμένω
που δεν μπορείς ν'ακολουθήσεις
τη δική μου τη φυγή

 

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Viola McCoy
South Street Blues

No use talking,
I'll start walking,
'Cause I've got my walking shoes,
No use talking,
I'm tired of New Yorking,
Want to get some Philadelphia news;
I hear South Street calling me;
I just can't refuse;
On South Street I want a be
That's why I sing these blues.

On my way to Pennsylvania,
'Cause I've got the South Street mania,
Old feet, I'm gonna sprain ya,
Ain't got no time to lose;
I know papas out on State Street,
I've heard Rampart is a great street,
But South Street's got 'em all beat,
When it comes to cities I will choose old Philadelphia,
Got those lowdown South Street blues.

If my feet start hurting, I'll stop and rest,
Going to Philadelphia, I'll bust my vest,
When I get on South Street, folks, I'll do my best,
To see my loving man, sweet, too!
Baby for my hotdogs and my can of beer,
I'll get it down on South Street; I can't get it here.
I'll be happy when my daddy calls me dear,
'Cause he's my double dad, now play it!

On my way to Pennsylvania,
'Cause I've got the South Street mania,
Old feet, I'm gonna sprain ya,
Ain't got no time to lose;
I know papas out on State Street,
I've heard Rampart is a great street,
But South Street's got 'em all beat,
When it comes to cities, I will choose old Philadelphia,
Got those lowdown South Street blues.

 

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Pigmeat Pete (Wesley Wilson) and Catjuice Charlie (Harry McDaniels)
Old Age is Creeping Up on You

Boy, you know what Liza said about you, Ben?
What?
Said she ain't had no lovin' since the lord knows when.
No?
And her love you can't supply,
Who can't?
And I'm gonna tell you just the reason why!
Why?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Now, listen, old man, let me get you told,
Hmm-hmm.
You've done got too doggone cold,
Hmm-hmm.
You call yourself a raisin' man. Huh!
Yeah!
You can't even raise your hand!
Why?

'Cause old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, once a man and twice a child,
Yeah?
Your thoughts is just enough to run you wild!
Um-hum.
Pretty girls you have a chance to meet.
I love 'em.
You can't do nothin' but eat and sleep.
Yeah?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

When you were twenty-two, every night and day,
Yeah!
You run around and give all your goody away,
Hmm-hmm.
And now you're so old nobody'll want your kind;
Hmm.
All you got now is just a willin' mind.
Why?

'Cause old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, you takin' a gal home last night 'bout half past four.
Yeah?
And she was livin' up on the tenth floor.
Hmm-hmm.
You got on the third floor and she looked around.
Then what?
She saw you was an old man and she turned you down.
Yeah?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

I feel sorry for you, the way you stand,
Hmm-hmm.
You need a prescription from your doctor man,
Yeah!
Better get yourself some medicine before it's too late;
Um-hmm.
So you can get your business straight!
Why?

'Cause old age done crept upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age done crept upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, you can't make good 'cause you're too sad,
Yeah?
Why don't you tell somebody you're who's your dad.
You can tell 'em now, before it's too late.
Yeah?
Because somebody gonna get your business straight!
Why?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

 

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Jeanette McDonald
Only a Rose

Red rose out of the East,
Tell the love I love least
Who knows!
Red rose out of the West,
Tell the love I love best
Love is a rose.

Only a rose I give you,
Only a song dying away,
Only a smile to keep in memory,
Until we meet another day!

Only a rose to whisper,
Blushing as roses do,
I bring along a smile or a song for anyone,
Only a rose for you!

Only a rose to whisper,
Blushing as roses do,
I bring along a smile or a song for anyone,
Only a rose for you!

 

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Maude Mills
Black Snake Blues

'Cause my left eye is jumping,
And my flesh begins to crawl,
I said my left eye is jumping,
And my flesh begins to crawl,
You can bet my last dollar
There's another mule kickin' in my stall.

Oh, I ain't gonna tell you no more,
I said oh, I ain't gonna tell you no more,
Stay away from my window,
Don't you knock at my door.

I'd rather be a catfish swimming in the deep blue,
Lodged beneath a submarine, behind a floating boat,
I'd rather be a catfish,
Swimming in the deep blue sea,
Than to stay in Texas, let 'em try to mistreat me.

Oh, I ain't gonna tell you no more,
I said oh, I ain't gonna tell you no more,
Stay away from my window,
Don't you knock at my door.

It's a mean black snake that's carried me this gate,
Taught me my mistake, treated me hard to take,
It's a mean black snake that's doing me this way.
If I ever go back south, I'm going back there to stay.

 

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Re: Στίχοι αγαπημένων μας τραγουδιών!!!

Φίλιππος Νικολάου.

 

[KATERINAKI]

Να είσαι εκεί

Στίχοι: Ελεάνα Βραχάλη
Μουσική: Μιχάλης Χατζηγιάννης
Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Μιχάλης Χατζηγιάννης

Δεν ξέρω πού ν' αρχίσω
κι εσύ ως πού να φτάσεις
κρατάω την επαφή μας
κρατάς τις αποστάσεις

Γεμάτο το τασάκι
Κι η νύχτα τόσο άδεια
πώς πέρασαν οι μέρες
πώς πέρασαν τα βράδυα

Να είσαι εκεί
πάντα μέσα στη ζωή μου
τα φώτα της ν' ανάβεις
κι ας μην τη ζεις μαζί μου
αν λίγο μ' αγαπάς
να είσαι εκεί
αγάπη της ζωής μου
αγάπη δυνατή
Να είσαι εκεί
πάντα μέσα στη ζωή μου
τα φώτα της ν' ανάβεις
κι ας μην τη ζεις μαζί μου
αν λίγο μ' αγαπάς
να είσαι εκεί
αγάπη της ζωής μου
αγάπη δυνατή

Φοβόμαστε στην πράξη
την κάθε μια μας λέξη
Σα σύννεφο η αγάπη
που φεύγει πριν να βρέξει

Να είσαι εκεί
πάντα μέσα στη ζωή μου
τα φώτα της ν' ανάβεις
κι ας μην τη ζεις μαζί μου
αν λίγο μ' αγαπάς
να είσαι εκεί
αγάπη της ζωής μου
αγάπη δυνατή
Να είσαι εκεί
πάντα μέσα στη ζωή μου
τα φώτα της ν' ανάβεις
κι ας μην τη ζεις μαζί μου
αν λίγο μ' αγαπάς
να είσαι εκεί
αγάπη της ζωής μου
αγάπη δυνατή

Αν λίγο μ' αγαπάς
να είσαι εκεί
αγάπη της ζωής μου
αγάπη δυνατή

 

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Tamara Walker
Angel Eyes Soundtrack

Angel eyes..see the glory.
Angel eyes..know the story.
They see the hearts that break.
They see the love you make.
The story never ends.
Every heart thats been broken
by just a word thats been spoken.
Heaven keeps the score...
there's always something more,
if only you believe.
Every heart wants redemption
and deep inside there's a connection
thats waiting for the touch
it doesn't take too much
to set your spirit free.
Angel eyes see the morrow.
Angel eyes won't let sorrow
live inside your heart.
You've got a brand new start
if only you believe.
Every heart wants redemption
and deep inside there's a connection
that's waiting for the touch.
It doesn't take too much
to set your spirit free.
Angel eyes want to love you
and angels fly high above you.
The promise never ends.
The rainbow never bends,
if only you believe.
The promise never ends.
The rainbow never bends,
if only you believe.

 

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Fiddler on the Roof
If I Were A Rich Man

"Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor.
But it's no great honor either!
So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?"

If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.

I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear.
And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack"
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man."

If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife
With a proper double-chin.
Supervising meals to her heart's delight.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock.
Oy, what a happy mood she's in.
Screaming at the servants, day and night.

The most important men in town would come to fawn on me!
They would ask me to advise them,
Like a Solomon the Wise.
"If you please, Reb Tevye..."
"Pardon me, Reb Tevye..."
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes!
And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.
When you're rich, they think you really know!

If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.
And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day.
That would be the sweetest thing of all.

If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

 

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Till the Clouds Roll By
Ol' Man River

Here we all work 'long the Mississippi
Here we all work while the white folk play
Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset
Gettin' no rest till the judgment day

Don't look up and don't look down
Ya don't dast make the white boss frown
Bend your knees and bow your head
And pull that rope until you're dead

Let me go 'way from the Mississippi
Let me go 'way from the white man boss
Show me that stream called the River Jordan
That's the old stream that I long to cross


Ol' Man River, that Ol' Man River
He must know somepin', but he don't say nothin'
He just keeps rollin', he keeps on rollin' along

He don't plant taters, and he don't plant cotton
And them what plants 'em is soon forgotten
But Ol' Man River, jest keeps rollin' along

You and me, we sweat and strain
Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge and lift that bale
Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in ja-ail

I gets weary and so sick of tryin'
I'm tired of livin', but I'm feared of dyin'
And Ol' Man River, he just keeps rollin' along

 

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Bryant Jim
Maria-From WEST SIDE STORY

The most beautiful sound I ever heard:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word . .
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .
Maria!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me.
Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Maria,
And suddenly I've found
How wonderful a sound
Can be!
Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing,
Say it soft and it's almost like praying.

Maria,
I'll never stop saying Maria!

The most beautiful sound I ever heard.
Maria.

 

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Some Enchanted Evening
From South Pacific Soundtrack

Some enchanted evening
You may see a stranger,
you may see a stranger
Across a crowded room
And somehow you know,
You know even then
That somewhere you'll see her
Again and again.

Some enchanted evening
Someone may be laughin',
You may hear her laughin'
Across a crowded room
And night after night,
As strange as it seems
The sound of her laughter
Will sing in your dreams.

Who can explain it?
Who can tell you why?
Fools give you reasons,
Wise men never try.

Some enchanted evening
When you find your true love,
When you feel her call you
Across a crowded room,
Then fly to her side,
And make her your own
For all through your life you
May dream all alone.

Once you have found her,
Never let her go.
Once you have found her,
Never let her go!